If I should fall on that day / I only pray, don't fall away from me. Jud Duplenticy / OC. Knives Out. © 2026 birkinyouth Cover by @kissbunny

. "You don't talk about Abigail in this much." Benoit Blanc held up Jud's written story. "But she's the first one you look at in a room and you're the first one she moved towards." "Abby has nothing to do with this. She's a- She's been through a lot, with her father and the Monsignor." Jud reasoned. "I don't wanna drag her into anything else." The Detective laughed at him. "From where I'm sitting, she's in it either way." ~~~ IN WHICH, after her father's death, Abigail Calder remains tethered to a church that taught her obedience as love and suffering as devotion. Trapped between grief and expectation, she struggles to separate her faith from the man who shaped it, and from the Monsignor determined to keep her small. The arrival of Father Jud, a priest with a violent past and an unexpected gentleness, unsettles everything. Where the church demands endurance, Jud offers breath. Where others speak in certainty, he listens. What begins as guidance becomes a quiet act of rebellion: learning to stand, to feel, and to believe that faith does not require disappearance. ~~~ jud duplenticy x reader (PLATONIC) (wake up dead man) ~~~ STARTED: jan 1, 2026 COMPLETED: march 20, 2026 ~~~ #1 in wakeupdeadman (09/03) #1 in hotpriest (09/03)

Frankie Robinavitch has probably spent more time in the ER than she's spent in her own house. Doing homework in the waiting room, sleeping on the staff room couches, playing Nintendo in the stairwell. Waiting and waiting and waiting for the end of her dad's shift, where he'd finally hang up his stethoscope and really become her dad. Frankie is used to making sacrifices for his work. School recitals with empty seats, birthday parties cut short, disappointments stacked higher than the Empire State Building. She's the most understanding twelve-year-old in the world. That's what everyone says, anyway. So, on the anniversary of the worst day of her dad's life, she's ready to make a few more adjustments.

On September 5th, every worker in PTMC has their limits tested. From aggressive patients, cases that don't quite sit right and a mass casualty event, staff are forced to ask themselves if they're truly cut out for this. Add a woman with a futile sense of optimism and a belief in the world to end up alright working alongside one who has seen firsthand the world's inability to do that exact thing, you'd get a sure recipe for disaster. Working in healthcare is about trust, something the two of them can't seem to find even ground on if they tried. Nell had faith in the Lord to snip the string of tension between them eventually. This was all surely just a test on her restraint, and eventually Cassie would get exactly what she deserved. Cassie was sure Nell would get the reality check she so desperately needed soon enough. Something to humble that all intrusive ego she harbored and kick her onto her ass hard enough to knock a little sense into her before either of them lost control completely. They knew it well. What goes around, comes around. 𝜗ৎ [the pitt] started: 14/02/26 finished: - - i do not own anything to do with The Pitt, it's characters or it's plot lines. i only own my ocs and their plots. :)

Kaylie Kennedy is twelve years old, and possibly the least fortunate girl she knows. With her whole family lost to a car accident, she lives with her well-meaning (if insufferable) aunt and uncle, and spends every day in a grief-stricken haze, barely even sure what she's still living for. The only person that she really likes anymore is Dr Abbot, the man who treated her the night her family died, but she's sure she's insignificant to him. Besides, seeing him means going back to the hospital. The place where everything fell apart. The place Kaylie hates the most. But, when she breaks her arm one morning, her worst fear suddenly becomes unavoidable, and she's suddenly being forced back inside her own personal nightmare. Memories of her family lie behind every curtain, and her grief is threatening to swallow her whole. Maybe if she just holds out, she tells herself, it'll pass. Maybe if she just holds out, something good will finally come.

The date is set to Friday, September 5th. Marisol and Frank both have secrets they itch to spill to one another. Throughout the chaos of the day, they find themselves at the breaking point, splintering towards the truth. Maybe today, Marisol will finally admit the verity about her lingering feelings for Frank that she swore was unrequited months ago. Maybe today, Frank will come clean about the rather fragile issue that's been haunting him for months and find serenity in Marisol's loving arms. Maybe this time, they'll have a chance to prove to one another that they are meant to be. Maybe this time they'll make it work. THE PITT ✶ S1-2 Female Oc 𝔁 Frank Langdon Male Oc 𝔁 Dennis Whitaker

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐲'𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐝. 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐰 11:28 - 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭. 𝐔𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬? 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫. 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰, 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚.

𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐀𝐛𝐛𝐲 - 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠? 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 - 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐲.

𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐢𝐭𝐭, 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐀𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐑. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐡𝐥𝐨𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐲 - 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞, 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐠𝐨.

𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐋𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜. 𝐋𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬. 𝐍𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 - 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧. 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐚. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐚. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐢𝐭𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝... 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐚'𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩, 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 - 𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝.