just a little sideblog for my ThePITT obession.
fanfic writer of 20 years, happily (or not...just read it to understand) moving into this realm of imagination madness. do not steal. please comment.
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LittleWolfBird is the name. Fanfiction is the game.
This little sideblog came about to have a place to funnel my obsession and hyperfixation with HBO's The PITT. My heart lies most with Dr. Brendon Park and Dr. Jack Abbot, but I love me some Dr. Michael "Robby" Robinavitch. I am not a hater; I just won't engage if i don't have an interest. I have thoughts on the show and why the internet is misinterpreting a massive yet totally insignificant part of the show. Send me your analytical thoughts, theories, and headcanons. I'm not not open for requests...I've just never done them before.
Fanfiction I've written and fanfics I recommend are under the break, however, if I reblog a fic, that also stands as a recommendation. Again, if I don't like something, I don't engage.
Follows (and sometimes comments when i'm not paying attention) are done via @littlewolfbird.
FanFiction:
Ten Years Today (Jack Abbot x OFC!Wife)
The evening hand off starts out normal for the PITT crew until April Abbot and her partner Dezi bring in a patient initially unconcious from a bar fight. Everything goes downhill from there when April gets stabbed. aka: the one where Jack becomes a widower.
Bundle of Joy (Baelor Targaryen x Sansa Stark; featuring Dr. Baran Al Hashimi, Nurse Perlah, Dr. Michael "Robby" Robinavitch, Dr. Jack Abbot, and Nurse Dana from The PITT and Dr. Jo Wilson and Dr. Alex Karev from Grey's Anatomy)
Sansa Stark is in labor. Unable to make it to the hospital in time, Sansa's brother's wife, Dr. Baran Al-Hashimi, enlists in four of her coworkers to help guide her husband's brother, Maekar Targaryen, through the backseat delivery while they wait for medevac.
Author Note: this fic turned into a crossover mostly without me knowing. So it's a thing. You really do not need to have read or watched any of the A Song of Ice and Fire and related book and screen works to read this.
FicRecs:
Jack Abbot
Your Friendly Neighborhood Resident by fangirl-dot-com
Note: a Spiderverse crossover
Almost Home by p1stash-io
Bullet-prooflove’s Jack Abbot fics
House Calls by SpikedFearn
Seeking Confort by the-shedevil-writes
Note: 3rd person POV
Cold Storage by velvetautopsy
Brendon Park
Bulletproof Love by bullet-prooflove
Note: I’m not sure this series has a true name and this is what I call it in my head soooo…just go read it.
Don’t know if you’re taking prompts at the moment, but if you are:
Tommy to Donovan, “If I were to kill someone, would you help me bury the body?”
"First of all, we have never had this conversation. Second of all, how big a body we talking about?"
Tommy snorts from the other end of the line. "6 feet, 140 pounds give or take."
"And what's he done to incur the ire of my baby bro?" Rocker mutes the TV and props his feet up on the coffee table.
Tommy hums. Rocker waits. After a while, Tommy says, "He threatened Evan."
Rolling his eyes, Rocker says, "You two aren't even dating."
"Even so, I'm... I care, Donny. And that guy, he's supposed to be Evan's best friend, and I am spitting mad about it, Evan was here earlier and he was crying and blaming himself, and I'm this close to beating the shit outta that man."
"You got it bad, baby bro." It isn't something Rocker holds against Tommy. They're both romantics at heart, and he knows that this Evan Buckley is the one Tommy has decided on. He just has to get out of his own way. "Alright, listen, where do you need me as your alibi while you do the deed? I'll wear one of those dark Henleys, hang around someplace crowded, looking like a wet cat moping about. Then we'll convene at a secret spot to deal with the corpse. Wear natural fibers and bring an extra set of clothes, whatever you're wearing will need to be burned to ashes."
Tommy laughs, an ugly snorting chuckle. Grinning, Rocker settles even more into the couch.
"Thanks, Donny, I'll have to remember that."
"Okay, but for real. Don't hurt anyone. And reconcile with Evan already, your pining is starting to be stale. Start a new storyline so I can watch the drama unfold."
The story follows Scarlet (Allison Kove), a young woman sent to a "tough love" wilderness rehabilitation program for troubled youth, where she forms a bond with another girl named Dylan (Ava Capri).
Lou plays Michael. He's a savvy guy who does the dirty work for his boss.
Like, Rocker is the estranged twin of Tommy, and they only very recently got over their issues and reconnected, and then a friend who is a furry came back and told them "dudes I swear I saw your doppelganger at the hospital where my friend was in" and Rocker being the shit he is goes digging and they uncover a cousin dunno how many times removed and both Tommy and Rocker decide to check him out and they learn about Park the Shark and when all three meet up it's goddamn hilarious because Tommy's like okay I see the resemblance and Rocker is like how is this dude scarier than me when I'm literally SWAT team leader and Park is thinking I don't see the resemblance to these two meatheads at all
Lou Ferrigno Jr. may be Hollywood royalty, but he’s spent most of his career carving out his own identity in the industry. Born on November 12, 1984, he’s built an impressively varied filmography, appearing across television, soap operas, and film. His credits include Days of Our Lives, How I Met Your Mother, Teen Wolf, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., NCIS, Nashville, The Young and the Restless, The Exes, Bones, NCIS: Los Angeles, The Rookie, Stargirl, and Outer Banks.
He’s best known for two standout roles: SWAT team leader Donovan Rocker on S.W.A.T. and firefighter/pilot Tommy Kinard on 9-1-1. Most recently, he appeared in the docuseries Cocaine Quarterback: Signal-Caller for the Cartel.
At 40 years old, Lou stands six-foot-two—and yes, he’s a Scorpio.
I expanded on this little thing I wrote the other day. It's literally just 1,000 words of Tommy and Rocker arguing with each other. Enjoy!
“We got a code four on the suspect!” Hondo called into his radio. “Sergeant Rocker sustained a gunshot wound to the leg; it's bleeding pretty good.”
“LAFD is two minutes out with the chopper,” Hicks replied from the ground. “The fire on the second floor has been contained. You guys should be able to make it down the stairwell without issue, but I want Rocker up in that bird.”
“Yes, Sir.” He walked closer to Rocker, who had the rest of 20-Squad hovering around him, Deacon helping him keep pressure on his wound. “LAFD's gonna take you to the hospital,” he explained. “The rest of us will go down the stairs once you've been taken up.”
Rocker grimaced as pain radiated through his leg. “Who's flying it?” he asked.
Hondo glanced from Rocker, to Deacon, back to Rocker. “Who's flying what? The helicopter?”
“No, the USS Enterprise!” He exclaimed, rolling his eyes. “Yes, the helicopter!”
“I don't know, Man.”
“Why does that matter right now?” Deacon questioned, lifting his hand ever so slightly to see if the bleeding slowed any.
“Just ask, please,” he groaned.
Hondo sighed, then got back on the radio. “Hey, is there a way you can find out who is flying the chopper?”
There was a pause, then Hicks replied, “Is there any particular reason?”
“Apparently. Just not sure what.”
Another pause, then, “Hang on.”
It only took a few seconds for Hicks' voice to come over the radio again, Rocker listening carefully. “Firefighter pilot Aaron Ferris.”
Rocker closed his eyes, sighing in relief. “Okay. Okay, that's good.”
“Why are you so worried about it, Rocker?” Hondo asked.
“Busy trying not to bleed to death right now, Hondo,” he bit back. “This is the last time I offer my services to 20-Squad by the way.”
“You're not bleeding that bad anymore,” Tan noted.
Rocker glared up at him. “You're still up here because?”
The sound of the chopper broke them all out of their soon-to-be argument. It hovered above the building and, a few moments later, someone began to descend from the helicopter.
Rocker eyed the person closely, especially once he reached the roof and unhooked himself and the spine board from the clips.
“Oh hell no,” he breathed out, grumpily shooing away Deacon's hand so he could press down on the wound himself.
Deacon was about to ask Rocker what the hell was wrong with him when the firefighter walking toward them took off his helmet. “What the-”
“Always knew I'd be saving your ass eventually, Donny,” The doppelgänger said as he knelt beside Rocker.
“You got something to share with the class?” Hondo asked Rocker pointedly.
“This is my twin, Tommy,” Rocker hurriedly explained. “You know what? Just leave me here,” he whined. “Let me die.”
Tommy batted Rocker's hand away from the wound, tearing his pants to get a better look. “Unfortunately, it's not that bad,” he said, noting the way it was barely bleeding now. “Dad would also kill me if I let you die. He likes you, remember?”
“Oh don't even start with that! I haven't spoken to him in like a month.”
“Ha!” Tommy laughed. “Try three years, jackass. Now shut up and let me work.” He began to wrap the leg, just enough to keep the pressure on it while they transported him.
As he wrapped, a pain shot up Rocker's leg, causing him to moan. He reached out and smacked Tommy's shoulder. “Can't you be more gentle?! I literally just got shot!”
“You're such a baby.”
“You, quite frankly, have no idea what this feels like.”
Tommy stopped then, cocking his head to the side as he stared at his brother. “I don't? Really? I don't know what it's like to be shot?”
Rocker rolled his eyes dramatically. “You were overseas then,” he said. “And that was an explosion. It's different.”
“It's worse!”
“Says you.”
“Says everyone!”
Rocker motioned up at Deacon. “Deac, shooting or explosion, which is worse?”
Deacon looked back and forth between the two of them, a thousand questions running through his mind. Mostly for Tommy. “Explosion, Rocker. It's always explosion.”
Tommy grinned. “Haha.”
Rocker glared at Deacon. “You're a traitor, and this is the worst day ever.”
“Mhm. Okay, come on. Get on the spine board so we can get out of here.”
“I- What do you mean, “get on the spine board”? You're supposed to put me on the spine board!”
Tommy sat back on his calves. “Are you really too weak to scoot your butt over six inches onto the board?”
“Would you really be asking this of anyone else in my current state, Thomas?”
“Anyone else in your current state would have already walked down the stairs and exited the building like a normal human, Donovan. Now, scoot!”
As soon as Rocker moved onto the spine board, moaning and groaning the whole way, he laid down and Tommy began to restrain him.
“We'll be going to Cedars-Sinai,” Tommy informed the rest of the group. “Maybe next time I see you guys Donny will actually introduce me to his co-workers.”
“Shooting victim!” Rocker reminded him. “Plus, it's not like you ever introduced me to your coworkers. Or your boyfriend! Or should I say ex-boy- Ow!”
Tommy pulled the final restraint, right over his groin, tugging extra hard, then clipped him to the rope so they could head up to the chopper. “If you don't shut up," he warned, "I'll release the clip halfway up and watch you spin around like a propeller until you hit the ground.”
Then, with a thumbs up, Tommy and Rocker began their ascent.
The rest of the team stood in silence for a moment, trying to take everything in.
“What the hell just happened here?” Hondo asked.
“Not a clue,” Deacon answered. “Permission to head to the hospital and see how this plays out?”
Hondo nodded. “Only if you give us the play by play.”
Imagine if Tommy Kinard, Donovan Rocker and Dr Park the Shark are triplets and they are working together to save Buck during the kidnapping(??!)
Donovan went in to rescue Buck and get the bad guy. Tommy then transports Buck to the hospital, where then Dr Park treats Buck's injuries. Imagine Buck waking up and there's THREE Tommy Kinard in front of him. I bet he'd passed out again lmao
I literally just watched this episode the other day and I missed this scene!? If my baby!? Crawling out of a wreck!?!? (Ok I was doing payroll at the same time so I’m not surprised I missed it)
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