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Begin Again - Jack x ofc (ongoing)
It had been thirty years since his truck tires rolled out of her drive for the last time. Even longer since the day his locker door slammed shut beside hers and marked the beginning of Jack Abbot. Beth had never expected it to end. Never expected to live a lifetime with only the ghost of the boy who promised her one together. She never expected to see him again. Until that curtain flung open, and there he was. And just like that, Jack Abbot began again.
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I-80 - Jack x ofc (oneshot)
The car hadn’t even cleared the neighborhood before the girls started arguing. Jack was fairly certain it started before they even pulled out of the driveway, but it was hard to read sign through the rearview mirror.
as the world caves in (the pittfest au)
Saying Yes - Robby x ofc
Saying yes was the easy part. At least, that was what Beth thought—until she said yes to Michael Robinavitch.
Salut D’Amore - Robby x violinist!reader (Coming Soon)
Robby heard you long before he ever saw you.
The Things We Make Together - Robby x ofc
The pandemic took plenty from everyone—peace of mind, a sense of normal, loved ones. Olivia Friorelli knows that better than anyone. After the death of her husband, she’s spent years learning how to keep moving forward—pouring herself into her kindergarten classroom, fixing up the house she swore she’d sell, tending her garden, and keeping the ache of her past carefully tucked away. She isn’t looking for love. She’s just trying to remember how to live a life that feels a little softer.
Dr. Michael “Robby” Robinavich doesn’t do soft. The ER doesn’t leave much room for it, and he’s built his life around control—keep your head down, keep moving, don’t get attached. And yet, there he is, sitting beside a woman in bright pink shoes and ribbon in her hair in the sterile quiet of the therapist’s waiting room, both of them pretending this is just another Tuesday. What begins as shared silence and tentative smiles grows into late-night coffee runs, sticky-note confessions, and laughter that feels like sunlight breaking through gray skies. Sometimes love doesn’t announce itself with fireworks—sometimes it grows quietly, from the things we make together.
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vegas, baby! - Brendon Park x reader
a week-long medical conference in Vegas was exactly what you needed—a break from the Pennsylvania winter, a chance to network as your fellowship wound down, maybe even an excuse to have a little fun. what you absolutely didn’t need was to spend that entire week with Brendon fucking Park; your arrogant, insufferable, asshole of a boss—much less in the same hotel room.
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Bad Idea…Right? - Sammy x ofc
A beer. A pickup line. A bar bathroom. That should’ve been the end of it. Right?
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