In which, Alexandra Reyes switches over to day shifts at Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center only to be met with a condescending senior attending, Michael Robinavitch.

Everything is starting to slip out of her fingers. In the next twelve hours, her sanity spirals out of control. THE PITT | SEASON 1-2 slowburn f!oc x f.langdon

In the chaos of The Pitt, secrets don't stay buried for long. When a new surgical transfer arrives, she's determined to prove she belongs. Between late-night shifts, life-or-death decisions, and a connection she never expected, the line between professional and personal begins to blur.

In which a girl from the farms of Nebraska and skies of the Air Force becomes a Doctor in the city of Pittsburgh.... Or Where Oneida Whitaker learns to love her mirror in the form of Jack Abbot THE PITT Jack Abbot x fem!oc @-cursedhearts / 2026 lowercase intended!!!

"Darlin', speak to me but don't you say a word Light a cigarette, I'll watch it as it burns Remember tellin' me that you thought you were cursed? I'm in love with every song you've ever heard" frank langdon x fem oc

"Tried to call you off like a bad habit but I keep coming back like a revolving door Say I couldn't want you less, but I just want you more." Elizabeth and Alex had a lot in common. At the top of the list being: working in "The Pitt" & falling in love with their emotionally repressed, older co-workers. [𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐢𝐭𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟏 & 𝟐 ] [𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐂 𝐱 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡] [𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐂 𝐱 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐀𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐭] [𝐈𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬]

a collection of my one shots all from my tumblr, emotionallyintubated updated whenever i post over there, usually at least once a day requests are currently open

in which a PTMC's night shift IT manager deals with the grief in the aftermath of Pittfest and along the way gets to know a sad night shift ER attending. ( the pitt ) ( post season 1 - ? ) ( jack abbot x fem!oc ) beladanvers © 2026

A nurse who knows when to step in-and when to stay quiet. A doctor who carries more guilt than he'll ever admit. In the space between professionalism and something dangerously close to need, they find comfort in routines, shared exhaustion, and moments that linger longer than they should. In a place where lives are constantly on the line, the hardest thing might be wanting something you were never supposed to touch.

I reached out, my fingers itching to touch her, but I settled for adjusting the collar of the dress. My knuckles brushed the warm skin of her neck and she let out a tiny, hitched breath. "We're not done, Calliope," I whispered. I forced myself to pull my hand away before I lost my grip on my self control. "This dress is for the office. Tonight is the Winter Gala. You'll be on my arm, and you need something that tells every man in that room exactly who you belong to." "You don't have to do that," she said, her eyes searching mine with a look of hesitation. "You've already done too much. I can find something in my closet for a party." I let out a dark, dry sound that wasn't quite a laugh. The thought of her walking into a room full of vipers wearing a bargain bin dress made my jaw ache. "No," I said, my voice dripping to a low possessive growl. "Today, you and I are going to find something for tonight. I'm picking this one myself. You're representing the De Luca name, and I won't have you in anything less than perfection." I looked down at her mouth, and for a split second, I considered ruining everything right here on the desk. I want to see that defiance melt into something else. "Get your coat," I commanded, my voice tight. "The car is waiting. And Calliope? If you keep wearing that perfume, I might have to add a clause to your contract about personal space." ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Nico De Luca doesn't believe in letting go. When Calliope fled, he didn't just find her; he dismantled her. He stripped away her world, her family, and her strength until the only thing left for her to cling to was him. Now, she is the silent force at his side, a woman who traded her innocence for a black veil and a throne built on secrets. He is the architect of her ruin, and she is the masterpiece he'll kill to protect. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Word Count: 33,831