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Guys, how are we handling the Jack Abbot withdrawals? I’m very much still alive, just med school consuming all the time I should’ve spent reading Jack Abbot x reader and fantasizing about him. It’s not fair, right? 😔 Anyways, tag me in the best stuff you’ve read lately plsss

#jack abbot #jack abbot x reader #shawn hatosy #the pitt

seems like his mission in life is making me horny 😮‍💨

#jack abbot #jack abbot x reader #the pitt #pope cody x reader #shawn hatosy #andrew pope cody

inbred-eater

abbot calling the night shift “the nightcrawlers” 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭his corny ass😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭LIKE WOW😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭GIVE ME THAT DICK OLD MAN FAWKKK😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

TF YOU MEAN SHAWN HATOSY ON THE QUINN APP???????

TAKE ALL MY FUCKING MONEY IDC

#the pitt #jack abbot #shawn hatosy #andrew pope cody

I had to give a trauma presentation for med school and spent the entire time thinking about Jack fucking Abbot… I need to be sedated ASAP 💀

(it actually went really well btw, the doctor loved my presentation)

#jack abbot #jack abbot x reader #the pitt

maybetoast

old man hours - j.a

pairing: jack abbot x fem!reader

summary: you forget about the age gap between you and your boyfriend until it’s midnight and he’s rambling on about old war stories.

warnings: age gap, none otherwise, just domestic fluff, no use of y/n, jack calls y/n ducky.

wordcount: 487

a/n: just something short and sweet for today:) hoping to get more diversity with my writing next week

You thought dating an older man would feel a certain way. Exciting. A little dangerous, maybe. The thrill of it.

What you did not anticipate was lying in bed at 12:47 AM, dying of thirst, and having to do a very embarrassing cost-benefit analysis.

“Jack.”

“Mm.” He doesn’t look up from his book. Glasses on, lamp on, perfectly content.

“I’m thirsty.”

“Kitchen’s that way.”

You look at him. He turns a page.

“…Will you get me water?”

He sets the book down and looks at you, then you both look at the same thing at the same time- his prosthetic, sitting against the nightstand where he left it hours ago.

The silence is devastating.

By the time he got his leg on and walked to the kitchen you could have gotten water, drunk it, refilled it, and been asleep for twenty minutes. You are a fully mobile adult. You have no excuse. You are also not moving.

“You know,” Jack says, in the tone that means you are about to hear something you did not ask for, “the Army had a saying about this.”

“Please, God, no—”

“Can’t remember exactly how it went. Kessler would’ve known it. Sharp guy. From Tulsa.” He settles deeper into the pillow. “Kessler had this thing where he’d quote regulations like they were poetry. Drove Sergeant Holt crazy. Holt was from rural Georgia, he had no patience for it-”

“Jack.”

“So there’s this checkpoint..”

And that’s it. That’s your night now. You brought this on yourself.

It’s actually a good story. You won’t tell him that. By the end of it you’ve migrated over to his side of the bed, face against his shoulder, and his hand has found its way to your back without either of you really noting when it happened.

“…and Holt says, ‘Kessler, I will give you twenty dollars to shut up.’” The low rumble of a laugh that doesn’t quite make it all the way out. “Twenty dollars was a lot, at the time.”

“Did he take it?”

“Nope.”

“Good man.”

“Mm.” A pause. “You’re still thirsty, Ducky.”

“I’ve moved past it.”

He makes a sound that means he does not believe you. Then, without any fuss, he sits up and starts putting his leg back on with the quiet efficiency of someone who’s been doing it long enough that it’s just a thing that happens.

“Jack, you don’t have to-”

“I know.”

He comes back with a full glass of water. Doesn’t say anything about it. Just hands it to you, gets back into bed, and picks up his book.

You drink the whole thing. You absolutely could have done this yourself. You will never, ever admit that out loud.

“Thank you,” you say, very small.

“Yep.”

He turns a page. You put the glass on the nightstand and tuck yourself back against him and stare at the ceiling feeling extremely perceived.

“Go to sleep, Ducky.”

fembot-rot

I love Tom Selleck as a face claim for John price.

slow--spark

*cares aggressively*

Abbot come back and fix everything like rn

This episode got me fighting for my life 😭. My girls Mel and Samira are suffering so much, and the whole ICE situation made me pause and cry for like 10 minutes straight (it’s a really sensitive topic for me). And this is probably an unpopular opinion, but even though I love Trinity (she’s my bbgirl), she’s being way too immature, and I don’t get why she feels like she has the right or authority to decide whether Langdon deserves forgiveness or not… like?!?!

And that’s it, I just need Abbot to wake up from his nap, kiss my forehead and tell me everything’s gonna be okay.

This is me right now btw 👆🏻👆🏻

#the pitt #jack abbot #mel king #dr robinavitch #frank langdon #samira mohan

HARRY AS DR ROBBY?!

MY WET DREAMS JUST CAME TRUE

This is exactly my kind of niche 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

#the pitt #dr robinavitch #dr robby #dr robby x reader #harry styles #michael robinavitch

batrachised

youokaymel

MEL, LANGDON, & BECCA'S INNER DIALOGUE | 2x10

becca king the wingwoman of the century

prettygirl321

I guess it’s time for me to come out as the biggest Kingdon enthusiast

sky-is-the-limit

I'd break my no backdoor rule for this one, do whatever you want with me old maaaaan 😩

prettygirl321

Sabrina Carpenter would be very disappointed tho

buckygasm

Something something comparing hand sizes with Jack and Robby while you lie in the middle of them on Robby's King sized bed.

Jack grabs your hand in his, measuring up the flat of both your palms before growling playfully, "so tiny," he coos, bringing your hand down to his mouth, he pretends to eat your fingers, laughing when you burst into a fit of giggles, the whiskers of his stubble tickling your skin.

And Robby's grabbing your other hand while murmuring "wait I'm hungry too," pretending to gnaw on your palm

prettygirl321

please please pleaseeee