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᯽The Pitt᯽
✽Dennis Whitaker✽
★The Great Divide★
⋆ Inspired by “The Great Divide” by Noah Kahan. This story is written in the third person so it can be interpreted as a reader insert or OC. Dennis takes on a case that hits a bit too close to home and reminds him of someone he knew back in Nebraska.
★Porch Light★
⋆ Inspired by “Porch Light” by Noah Kahan. You've watched as Dennis shrunk throughout his time working. You have to tell him you're worried about him without it coming off like an attack.
★Headed North★
⋆ Inspired by “Headed North” by Noah Kahan. A reflection on how you and Dennis deal with the space between you as he goes through med school far from home.
✽Jack Abbot✽
★Lighthouse★
⋆ Inspired by “Lighthouse” by Noah Kahan. Jack seemed steady on the outside. An anchor when all else went to shit in the ED. He has one weakness, though, and a med student just hit that raw nerve.
★Deny Deny Deny★
⋆ Loosely inspired by “Deny Deny Deny” by Noah Kahan. After an uncalled-for comment, Jack finds out there's more to the bubbly nurse's life than he'd assumed. They discuss their respective journeys with grief and loss after he finds her on the roof.
★Call Your Mom SMAU★
⋆ Jack gets a text from his wife that seems innocuous enough at first until he digs deeper into what she meant.
᯽Top Gun: Maverick᯽
✽Bradley Bradshaw✽
★Downfall★
⋆ Inspired by “Downfall” by Noah Kahan. Bradley considered the pulling of his papers to be the highest form of betrayal. When he finally makes it to the academy, you can't help but feel resentful over his excitement to start a new life without you.
★We go way Back★
⋆ Inspired by "We Go Way Back" by Noah Kahan. Bradley had always been chasing his father's ghost. When he met you, someone with no military ties, he suddenly felt like the pressure was lifted.
✽Bob Floyd✽
★Doors★
⋆ Inspired by “Doors” by Noah Kahan. You're happy in your relationship with Bob. But when he's ready to take another step towards building a life together, your mental health gets in the way.
★Staying Still★
⋆ Inspired by “Staying Still” by Noah Kahan. A brief glimpse into your relationship with Bob as an upcoming deployment makes you remember all your shared moments.
★23★
⋆ Inspired by “23” by Noah Kahan. When Bob's high-school reunion rolls around, he has to deal with people thinking they know the whole story about his high-school girlfriend who suffered from addiction.
★All Them Horses★
⋆ Inspired by "All Them Horses" by Noah Kahan. When Bob comes home to his little family after being given bad news, a discussion about the future ensues.
✽Pete Mitchell✽
★Haircut★
⋆ Inspired by “Haircut” by Noah Kahan. Pete Mitchell shows up while you, his estranged daughter, are working at the Hard Deck. After making up with everyone else he'd slighted, he tries to do the same with you.
✽Jake Seresin✽
★Cursed★
⋆ Jake Seresin had a good thing in his relationship with you, but as is typical for Seresin men, he had to do something to ruin it.
★American Cars★
⋆ Inspired by “American Cars” by Noah Kahan. Grant Seresin was an angry man, but you'd always been there to soften the blow before it reached Jake. When you move out, he avoids telling you how bad it is until he can't take it anymore.
★Willing and Able★
⋆ Inspired by “Willing and Able” by Noah Kahan. Jake is home for a few days, and he's on your doorstep. Every time this happens, you fall into the same vicious cycle. Why did you think this time would be the exception?
★Dashboard★
⋆ Inspired by “Dashboard” by Noah Kahan. When a high-school friend of Jake's invites him to his wedding, he can't help but hope he gets to rekindle his relationship with the one that got away.
★Spoiled★
⋆ Inspired by "Spoiled" by Noah Kahan. After becoming parents at sixteen, Jake becomes obsessed with breaking the cycle of his own father's cruelty. While he never becomes cruel like him, he also never does well with feelings.
᯽Remarkably Bright Creatures᯽
✽Cameron Cassmore✽
★End of August★
⋆ Inspired by “End of August” by Noah Kahan. Cameron hits major lows when the weather starts to cool every year like clockwork. He has people in his corner, though. He just hasn't realized it.
★Paid Time Off★
⋆ Inspired by “Paid Time Off” by Noah Kahan. College graduation is right around the corner, and decisions for the future put a strain on your relationship with Cameron.
This is not a safe space for generative AI lovers.
Tense - Hangman unexpectedly plays matchmaker when he offers the group a way to deal with the after-effects of their training, which causes Bob to meet the one for him.
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Tomorrow’s Tomorrow - Before and after a mission, sober or drunken, Bob wants to spend his time with just one gal. Their friends are also rather amused by his obvious crush on her and like to document their interactions.
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The Female Species - It turns out the Dagger Squad doesn’t really know much about Bob. They certainly didn’t know he had a wife, yet she provides them with some more information about the reclusive Robert Floyd. She hadn’t seen him in three months and was more than prepared to spill all of his well-hidden secrets to his friends. Yet, he still managed to leave the celebration early, and instead of being alone like usual, he has his wife on his arm.
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So Very Polite - Of all the traits of Bob, his girlfriend has a particular gripe with how polite he is. Usually, it’s a good aspect of him. Sometimes it can be a little annoying, especially if she’s lacking sleep. But, that’s okay. She has her own special way to force him to be a little more casual in her home.
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Robert Floyd, Man of The Sky - When his old college pal inherits her grandmother’s lake house, Bob is the first to nominate himself to help out. It gives him something to do and a chance to feel young, something that he only feels when he’s in the sky.
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Robert Floyd, Man of The Sky (intended to be a series) - Bob and his best friend from college move into and redecorate her grandmother’s lake house, and both come to realise that there is something else between them. But just like the renovation, coming clean to each other takes longer than they’d hoped.
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Lover Boy - After not seeing each other for years, Bob reunites with his old friend for the mission, and they pick up right where they left off - desperately yearning for each other’s love.
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Mini Me - Of course Bob has a family. It was obvious. Phoenix knew that and did everything in her power to ensure he got back to them. So, she had to meet his wife and son. A trip to the Hard Deck gives his son a new fascination and his wife a chance to reconnect with an old college… friend? Boyfriend? Whatever, it doesn’t annoy Bob at all.
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All Over Again - When he used to say that he wished he could fall in love with his wife all over again, Bob may have jinxed himself. Yet, the process of knowing her once more wasn’t as smooth as he’d used to think. Honestly, he doesn’t know which is worse: his broken bones or the fact she can’t seem to forget who he once was?
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Ducky’s - After leaving the Navy, Bob enrols in college to experience what he missed. At a café, he meets Y/N, a fellow bookworm who quickly becomes more than just a friend in more ways than one.
Thoughts on Bob Floyd and lingerie. Generally, that man loves his partner absolutely bare. But… when they do choose to wear something (for themselves cause wth not or for Bob), Bob either prefers seeing his love in something floral, like something cotton accented with dainty flowers and little bows, or in leather cage/bondage type lingerie. There’s no in between. Either way, his partner won’t wear stuff like that for long. 😏🤭
Yessssss. And knows based on what your wearing is how you want to be treated (or treat him 😏). Like if you’re wearing a dainty little fit, he knows you want to be treated sweet. On the rare occasion you’re wearing leather? He falls to knees, ready to serve 🥵
Also, because Bob is perfect…even if he doesn’t care about lingerie that much; he knows you do, and makes sure he tells you how beautiful/sexy/perfect you look when you don it.
EA, if you're barely going to support this game and then spend God knows how much on this collab, you better, for the love of all that is good and holy, have hundreds of hours of Lewis doing grunts and groans for getting shot, otherwise what is the point of this medium.
notes: Hey y’all!! I know I know, I’m late pls forgive me, I had massive writers block and didn’t want to half ass it but here is the second part as promised!! Hope you like it and pls dont forget to like and reblog 🫶🏽
We arrive at his cute little beachside cottage, and I can’t help but smile as I take it all in. From the cute birdbath out front, not unlike the one at his parents’ house, to the wind chimes on the porch and the rocking chairs just like the ones we always talked about sitting in when we were older, reminiscing about our youth.
“So, do you like it?” he asks, and I turn to fully admire him. Those baby blue eyes that I love so much and the side smile that brings out his long dimple.
“Yes, it’s gorgeous. You did good.”
“Just wait ’til you see the inside!” he replies, excitedly coming around to open my car door before grabbing my bag from the backseat. Then he takes my hand and leads me into the house.
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Once inside I take in the picture frames, some with his family and teammates, but many are just of us through different stages of our lives. The blanket draped over the couch is the one I knitted him freshman year, not my finest work, but he always claimed it was his favorite.
Then he leads me to the small office lined with bookshelves that he’s already nearly filled, even though he’s only been here two months.
Then he shows me his bedroom, and I smile as I take in the picture of us on his nightstand, the one we took last summer where I kissed his cheek, and he blushed so hard I laughed ’til tears ran down my cheeks. He’s definitely not bringing other girls here.
I notice him set my bag on the small bench at the foot of his bed, and that’s when I realize, his house doesn’t actually have a guest room…
My stomach flips.
Suddenly, the sleeping arrangements become a lot more clearer, sending me right back to our conversation earlier and the fact that we’ve been dancing around whatever this is ever since last summer.
“I love it, truly. It’s very you,” I tell him, following him into the kitchen, where he starts pulling out the ingredients for dinner.
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“I’m going to assume you’re hungry?” he asks, pulling out the cast-iron skillet.
Some old habits die hard.
“You know me so well.”
“Anything for my best girl,” he says, the tips of his ears turning pink as I round the breakfast bar and plant a kiss on his cheek.
“What’s that for?”
“I mean, you can’t be the only bold one here, can you?” I ask, daring to meet his eyes.
“Oh, is that so?” he replies, studying me for a moment before abandoning the skillet on the counter and cupping my face in his hand.
I close my eyes and lean into his touch, my heart beginning to race as I feel his breath against my face.
“Y/N, Can I kiss you?”
I nod, and his lips find mine. I melt into his arms, having dreamed about this moment for months, wishing over and over that it would happen again, that last summer hadn’t been a one-off.
I run my hands through his hair as he pulls me closer. The dinner plans are quickly forgotten as we stumble out of the kitchen and into the living room.
I feel him guide us to the couch and I straddle him as soon as he sits, feeling him grow harder underneath me as I bite his lip and start to slide myself back and forth onto him. Glad for once to have worn a dress as the friction from his jeans on my underwear sends jolts of pleasure through me.
“Can we talk about this first, baby?” he asks.
I still in his lap and pull back to look him in the eyes, suddenly worried about what he might say next.
“I do want this. Don’t think I don’t, God, no. I just want you to know first that I’m so sorry for how I acted last time. I freaked out that night and planned to talk to you in the morning. Having to leave came at the worst time.”
I nod, taking in every word.
“I just didn’t want to ruin things. I’ve always had feelings for you, and I know I didn’t handle things the best. But if you give me a chance, Y/N, I promise you, I’ll never hurt you again.”
I stare back into those baby blue eyes and know he means every word. His cheeks are flushed from his confession.
I feel his hands squeeze my waist, pulling me back to reality.
He’s waiting for my answer.
“Bobby, I’ve always been yours,” I reply, my voice barely above a whisper.
He grins before kissing me again, my hands tangling in his hair and his hands running up and down my thighs under my dress.
I pull back and moan in his ear as I feel his hand slide into my underwear and soon his fingers are making circles around my clit making me arch back into his touch.
His mouth finds purchase on my neck and he leaves hickies that I know will be very noticeable tomorrow but I don’t care. I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time.
“Bobby please,” I beg, my brain short circuiting as he edges me closer and closer but slows down right when I’m on the cusp of my orgasm. “Not yet baby, I want to feel you cum on my cock.”
I feel my cheeks warm with a blush and I’m thankful he cant see my face. This side of Bob is one I’ve never seen before. But I can get used to it.
Finally he stops playing with my clit to take off my dress and i feel like i might cum at any second just from his touch. He’s wound me up so much I feel almost delirious.
His mouth connects with my nipple as his hand pinches the other and I half yell in pleasure. Wanting more, needing more. Needing him.
“Please, please, Bobby,” I beg and I feel him grin and then he’s standing, holding on to me like I’m made of feathers and then we’re making out against the wall on the way to his bedroom, his shirt I nearly rip off, leaving it discarded somewhere in the hall.
He lays me on the bed and climbs on top of me, my legs falling off his waist as he lifts up and takes me in. I feel a shyness creeping in, exposed to him like this.
I raise my hands to cover my face but he catches them with his before I get a chance to.
“Let me see you baby, please, all of you” He begs and I nod, watching as he looks up at me in question as his hand reaches for the waistband of my underwear and I nod again, not trusting that I won't stutter if I talk.
He slides them off slowly, the cold air raising goosebumps against my skin. Or maybe it’s the fact that he’s looking at me, now naked beneath him, with such adoration.
“God you’re perfect, better than in my dreams,” he whispers, almost to himself and I lift my hand to cup his cheek. He turns his face and kisses my palm and I smile at him.
“Bobby, I don’t mean to ruin the moment but take me to bed or lose me forever,” I half whisper, not able to contain myself any longer and it’s like a switch goes off because his eyes grow darker and he’s on me before I can say anything else.
Kissing me like I might disappear at any moment.
I kiss him with the same force, trying to reach down to the waistband of his jeans to take them off but he beats me to it, his underwear thankfully going with them.
I feel him pressing against my folds and I moan, wanting him so badly inside me but he seems to enjoy teasing me as he slides back and forth against me.
“St-op te-as-ing me,” I gasp between moans and he only smiles in response. Enjoying making a mess of me.
“Are you sure of this Y/N?” He asks, and I’m so needy at this point that I just push myself onto him. The head of his cock enters me and I nearly cry out at the stretch.
I mean I have caught his print here and there throughout the years when he would wear his damn grey sweatpants but fuck.
He slowly eases the rest of the way in and the pain from him stretching me open turns to pleasure as he slowly begins to move inside me.
I nearly cum just from it.
“Legs up darlin’” he drawls and then he’s taking me fully. Our moans fill the room and he’s kissing me as he drills into me, over and over.
My eyes are half open as I feel my legs start to shake, and drop from his waist. “I thought I said keep your legs up, baby,” He whispers in my ear pulling back to stare back at me and I feel a shiver go down my spine as he lifts them up and increases his pace.
I yell out in pleasure as I feel myself on the cusp of my orgasm.
“Bobby, Bob-by” I stutter and I’m shaking, getting there as he does too.
I feel him let go of my legs and they drop to his sides as he fucks me through our orgasms.
Who knew sex could ever be this amazing? I think to myself.
“I’ve wanted to do that for a long time,” he says, his hand coming to rest on my cheek. “Me too,” I reply, and he leans down and leaves a kiss on my forehead.
“Okay, now this is the messy part,” I joke as he pulls away and it makes him chuckle.
“Let me run to the bathroom and grab you a towel love, then I’ll run us a bath, how’s that sound?”
“It sounds perfect.” I reply, smiling to myself, watching that perfect little butt of his.
Wishing I could stay here with him forever.
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“Whatcha thinking?” he asks as I follow him into the bathroom, where the bathtub is slowly filling. The scent of my favorite soap filling the room. He’s really thought of everything.
“About us. About you. About wanting to stay with you,” I admit, giving him a bashful smile.
“So stay.”
“It’s not that simple, Bobby. I can’t just up and leave Montana.”
“Y/N, take all the time you need. But you’ve always said you wanted to leave there. You can come live here with me, or we’ll get you a place nearby if living together feels like too much too soon.”
“It’s not that, Bobby. I’m just scared… scared this is all a dream. I’ve wanted this for so long.”
He cups my face in his hands before responding, “I have too. I’m sorry if I confused you before. But I want you, Y/N. Here with me, wherever I go.”
“I want that too, Bobby,” I say. I’ve always wanted that. “But what if we don't work out? Our friendship will be ruined.” I continue, letting my biggest fear finally out in the open.
“Y/N, there’s not a world in which we aren’t together. I’m sure of it. I will never let that happen.” He reassures me, and I feel the weight on my chest ease a little.
“I hope so,” I reply. Letting myself smile and believe in him. In us.
“You’ll see,” he says, climbing into the tub and offering me a hand.
I settle between his legs and lean back against his chest, his fingers absentmindedly playing with my hair.
Maybe ruining the friendship isn’t always bad after all.
