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#sarah's secrets wips #sarah's secrets masterlists #sarah's secrets 2

ordered dr robby’s zip up he wears during the shift from hell because im anything but normal 🤸🏼‍♀️

#sarah’s secrets 2

safety net ˋ♡ˊ

dr jack abbot x reader

reader scared to admit feelings but jack is reassuring, super sweet, fluff, all the good stuff!!! (not my gif <3)

wc: 2.1k!

this being real is killing me 😭

#he’s tooooo online #shawn hatosy #the pitt #the pitt hbo

abbotjack

SHAWN HATOSY as JIMMY HALL Criminal Minds S07E10

sammy-bryant

SHAWN HATOSY as DEPUTY CHIEF CHARLIE REID Chicago P.D. | Season 12

#shawn hatosy #need #that

3 drafts in the works🙈 take this as an apology for my slow writing habits & proof of work

#fresh from my google doc #it’s unfinished so don’t judge pls #sarah’s secrets 2

ahh tysm for the luv on my abbot fic !! ily <3

well of course, your writing is my fav!!!! ily!!! 🫶🏻

#sarah’s secrets 2

letsgobarbs

Graphic cred: @clubsoft (obvs, who's doing it like her?)

@𝘢𝑛𝘢𝑛𝘰𝑛𝘺𝑚𝘰𝑢𝘴𝑎𝘧𝑓𝘢𝑖𝘳 @𝑐𝘭𝑢𝘣𝑠𝘰𝑓𝘵 𝘢𝑛𝘥 𝘐 𝘣𝑟𝘪𝑛𝘨 𝘺𝑜𝘶:

𝘈 𝘋𝑂𝘊𝑇𝘖𝑅 𝐴 𝐷𝘈𝑌— 𝘢 𝘤𝑟𝘦𝑎𝘵𝑖𝘷𝑒 𝑒𝘷𝑒𝘯𝑡 𝑓𝘰𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑃𝘪𝑡𝘵 𝘧𝑎𝘯𝑑𝘰𝑚!!

Aʟʟ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ— ꜰɪᴄs, ᴍᴏᴏᴅʙᴏᴀʀᴅs, ᴇᴅɪᴛs, ᴀʀᴛ, ᴇᴛᴄ.*

*works created using AI will not be accepted.

ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴊᴏɪɴ: 𝑠𝘦𝑛𝘥 𝘢𝑛𝘺 𝘰𝑛𝘦 𝘰𝑓 𝑢𝘴 𝘢𝑛 𝑎𝘴𝑘 𝑤𝘪𝑡𝘩 𝘢 𝘯𝑢𝘮𝑏𝘦𝑟 𝑓𝘳𝑜𝘮 1~30. 𝘞𝑒 𝑤𝘪𝑙𝘭 𝘱𝑟𝘰𝑣𝘪𝑑𝘦 𝘺𝑜𝘶 𝘸𝑖𝘵ℎ 𝑎 𝑙𝘪𝑛𝘦 𝘰𝑓 𝑑𝘪𝑎𝘭𝑜𝘨𝑢𝘦 𝘢𝑙𝘰𝑛𝘨 𝘸𝑖𝘵ℎ 𝑎 𝑟𝘢𝑛𝘥𝑜𝘮𝑙𝘺 𝘨𝑒𝘯𝑒𝘳𝑎𝘵𝑒𝘥 𝘤𝑜𝘭𝑜𝘶𝑟 𝑦𝘰𝑢 𝑚𝘶𝑠𝘵 𝘶𝑠𝘦 𝘪𝑛 𝑦𝘰𝑢𝘳 𝘸𝑜𝘳𝑘. 𝑌𝘰𝑢 𝑎𝘳𝑒 𝑤𝘦𝑙𝘤𝑜𝘮𝑒 𝑡𝘰 𝘱𝑖𝘤𝑘 𝑦𝘰𝑢𝘳 𝘰𝑤𝘯 𝘤ℎ𝘢𝑟𝘢𝑐𝘵𝑒𝘳! 𝘉𝑢𝘵 𝘪𝑓 𝑦𝘰𝑢 𝑤𝘰𝑢𝘭𝑑 𝑝𝘳𝑒𝘧𝑒𝘳, 𝑦𝘰𝑢 𝑐𝘢𝑛 𝑎𝘴𝑘 𝑢𝘴 𝘵𝑜 𝑎𝘴𝑠𝘪𝑔𝘯 𝘺𝑜𝘶 𝘰𝑛𝘦 𝘢𝑠 𝑤𝘦𝑙𝘭 :)

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abbotjack

⠀˖⠀⠀⠀✶⠀⠀⠀BACK TATTOO JACK ABBOT HEADCANON (wc : 1757) ˖ ✦⠀

Jack Abbot has one tattoo.

It covers nearly his entire back — thick black ink pressed deep into the skin, running from the base of his neck down the length of his spine. A gothic cross, built wide across the shoulders and heavy through the middle, the lines rough-edged from the start. Not sloppy — just deliberate. Meant to hold. Meant to last.

Behind it, broad wings stretch low and battered across the blades of his shoulders. No soaring angles. No graceful lift. The wings look like they've been dragged through hell and stayed standing anyway, snapped at the ends where scars have broken the ink, feathers ragged, blackening into the burn-scored skin.

It isn't a decoration.

It isn’t a statement.

It’s a brand.

It’s a map of a man stitched together out of survival and failure and the kind of duty no amount of discharge papers can strip out.

#jack abbot

captainfern

Moonlight

Dr. Jack Abbot x f!reader

[18+]

— Dr. Jack Abbot’s nights off were some of his favourite nights to spend in bed with you.

— about 3800 words.

— 18+ [mostly porn hardly plot, unspecified age gap, unprotected piv, oral (f!receiving; he’s a munch your honour), dirty talk, lowkey possessive abbot, strong language].

— no use of y/n, not beta read (or edited very well, for that matter).

writer’s note: 1. first time writing for abbot, 2. need that old man bad, 3. if this does ok, i might write some more of him in the future :) — enjoy, and lmk what you thought !!

#INJECT ITTTTTT #gimme that old man #NOW #jack abbot #dr jack abbot #the Pitt

trying to be normal after this draft i just started for abbot

#real yearning happening in this google doc #sarah’s secrets 2

abbotjack

At first glance, Jack Abbot’s handwriting looks almost unremarkable — neat, steady, deliberate. The words don’t crowd each other, but they don’t drift apart either. There’s a structure to it, like someone who’s spent a lifetime forcing order onto chaos. Each word stands upright, solid in its own space, but never so stiff that it spills into the next. That control — that quiet refusal to unravel — mirrors the discipline Jack holds in his chest every day, pressing his grief, guilt, and rage into something survivable.

You can see it in the letter he writes to Raymond Orser’s family. Jack’s words aren’t clinical, but they’re contained. He doesn’t stumble into sentimentality or dress up the pain. He offers the truth plainly: I am sorry I could not save Ray’s life. He takes responsibility without dramatizing himself — the way a man who’s seen real battle understands that sometimes, even when you do everything right, it still isn’t enough. His handwriting reflects that same quiet acceptance. It’s not decorative or desperate. It’s functional, clear, pressed so firmly into the page that even if the ink wore away, the shape of his words would remain, cut into the surface.

Physically, Jack writes with a firm hand and a slight forward tilt — always moving, never wasting time. His script is quick but not sloppy, urgent but never panicked. There’s a soldier’s efficiency to it, a medic’s precision: fast because it has to be, careful because it matters. His letters stay mostly upright, bowing just enough to show you something essential — that Jack is always leaning toward action, toward duty, toward other people’s emergencies, never his own. Even the structure of the letter mirrors him: no unnecessary paragraphs, no wandering sentences. Jack writes the way he lives. He makes the unbearable survivable, the unspeakable speakable, using whatever small space he's given. His life has been a constant act of bearing witness — to violence, to love, to failure, to sacrifice. His handwriting doesn’t beg for attention. It stands steady. It says: I was here. I saw him. I tried.

And even though he couldn’t save Ray, he refuses to let him be forgotten.

If you look closer, you’ll catch it — the way Jack’s baseline wavers, just slightly, like a breath he’s trying not to show. His words don’t fall apart. They don’t lose control. But they tremble, almost imperceptibly, under the weight he’s forcing them to carry. In handwriting analysis, that kind of subtle shift says everything. It belongs to someone who’s weathered real storms — who has carried grief, fear, and failure — and still wills his hands to stay steady. Jack’s handwriting doesn’t cry out. It absorbs the cost quietly, the way he carries everything else. It’s the signature of a man who can talk someone back from the edge even when he’s still catching his own breath from standing there.

In a world where Jack has had to document more death, injury, and loss than anyone should, the fact that he still writes with this much care — that he refuses to let his words collapse into detached scrawls — tells you the most important thing about him: Jack Abbot still believes people deserve to be seen. To be understood. To be honored.

Even the way he writes "MD" at the end of his signature tells a story. It’s not a title he lifts up to be admired; it’s tucked into the rhythm of his name, almost thrown on like a quiet fact — not a decoration, but a duty. The same way you can imagine him still wearing his dog tags. The same way he still wears his wedding ring. Jack doesn’t use "MD" to separate himself from the people he treats. He wears it the way he wears everything: quietly, permanently, without performance. That fast, clipped way he writes it says more than a thousand words about him. Jack Abbot didn’t become a doctor for prestige. He doesn’t measure his worth in accolades. To him, "MD" isn’t a crown. It’s a promise. A vow to every person he couldn’t save: that he would show up again tomorrow. That he would keep trying. That no one would go unseen.

#oh my god #YES #jack abbot #the pitt