#fitch cooper

[zanephillips]

PETER FACINELLI Nurse Jackie 2.11 "What the Day Brings"

[backjustforberena]

NURSE JACKIE - 3.10 "Fuck The Lemurs" requested by @madameserpent

[expectiations]

O'HARA x COOPER + “Nobody's Son” (Sabrina Carpenter)

[ebenelephant]

started watching nurse jackie. three seasons in. incredibly enamoured by all these freak characters.

[bylerbaddie]

does anyone else have the head cannon that fitch cooper is gay? i’m just now starting to watch nurse jackie again and need to hear from the fandom

[flowingtune]

there are 19 Works in the Fitch "Coop" Cooper/Eleanor O'Hara tag. 18 of those were written by me. 1 was written by someone else...as a gift fic...for me. the rare pair is rare pairing.

[raivenreine]

The three doctors of Peter Facinelli - the Good, the Bad and the Ugly

I watched Countdown the other night — mostly for Peter Facinelli. I wanted to see him outside of Twilight, outside of the angelic glow of Carlisle Cullen. What I got instead was Dr. Sullivan: a predator in a lab coat, so flatly written it was almost absurd.

And yet — something about it stuck with me and now I can't stop thinking about it.

Facinelli has played three doctors (that I am aware of): Carlisle, Fitch, and Sullivan.

Carlisle — the good one, the myth.

Fitch — the strange, clingy one, both cringe and endearing. I’ve met people like him, that confusing mix where you can’t decide whether you like them or want to run away.

And then there’s Sullivan — the bad one.

And here’s the part that unsettled me: I’ve met men like him too.

Ordinary ones, without that level of beauty. When they crossed a line, I reacted like Quinn, the main girl — disgust, indignation, fear.

But if those same men had looked like Sullivan — if they had his calm arrogance, his voice, his ease — would I have reacted the same way?

Would I have felt assaulted? Or chosen?

That’s the monstrous part of attraction.

When the monster is beautiful, something in us hesitates.

The moral alarm pauses for half a heartbeat, just long enough to wonder if danger can also be desire.

And that’s why Countdown failed for me — not because it was bad, but because it didn’t understand its own truth.

A man who looks like that wouldn’t need to chase anyone.

If he did, it wouldn’t be out of hunger. It would be out of habit — a dormant monster, not cured by getting what he wants, only quieted by it.

Maybe that’s why his story lingers with me.

Because sometimes what scares us most isn’t the demon in the dark.

It’s the beautiful man we wouldn’t have run from.

And now I feel like I am the monster somehow.

[flowingtune-a]

this has something that i'd been working on for quite a bit... well, to be honest, this started as a branch from another Coopara(?) post-canon fic i'd been dabbling in. anyways, it morphed into this and i dunno, should i leave it as it is? or make it into a (yet another lol) multi-chapter fic?

the right kind of chaos

🩺 Summary: When Cooper hugged her in a crowded hallway and called her “my love,” O’Hara chalked it up to a joke in poor taste. But he looked devastated as he muttered, “Wrong timeline,” and Eleanor wished she hadn’t heard him at all. Because that’s when the lies began to unravel.

🩺 Read on AO3.