An ER shift is never sunshine and rainbows-but today feels like a descent straight into chaos. Follow Dr. Tara Javadi as she battles through the madness, finding moments of comfort and connection in the unlikeliest places. "You're like one of those flowers that grows through concrete," he says. Tara scoffs. "Did you just call me a weed?" "No-the pretty yellow kind." "Oh. A dandelion?" [The Pitt Fanfiction] Dr. Tara Javadi x Dr. Jack Abbott

When all of the medical students (plus Robby) get given a two-week break, Dennis Whitaker finds a stray following him back home. Little does Robby know, he's in for a little surprise.

"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲" "𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞?" "𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐲" Choso x f-reader It is considered stalking if it's just watching?

26 year old Dennis 'Huck' Whitaker works in the emergency department at Pittsburgh trauma medical center, he slowly gains feelings for his attending physician and as he does he starts to long for his superior to look at him with the same burning desire that he looks at his boss with. 51 year old Michael 'Robby' Robinavitch is the day time attending physician at PTMC, he is completely oblivious to his younger coworkers advances, although he does have feelings for Dennis he swore he wouldn't act on them, he sticks to shoulder touches when he's instructing Dennis to do stuff and glances from afar. #15 in medical 1/27/26 #2 in hucklerobby 1/29/26 #3 in veryslowburn 1/29/26 #793 in drama 1/31/26

During a lonely night on the abandoned 8th floor, Whitaker is spiraling. He decides to make a phone call. A Hucklerobby fic.

The door swung open again, letting in a gust of damp night air and a man shaking water from his dark hair. The older man slid onto the stool beside Dennis, close enough that their elbows almost brushed. He ordered a beer, his voice a low rumble that cut through the background noise. Dennis caught his profile in the mirror behind the bar - sharp jawline, salted hair, tired eyes, an easy confidence in the way he leaned against the worn wood. *** Michael pulled back just enough to growl, "Stay open," before diving back in with renewed fervor. His tongue plunged deeper, a slick invasion that made Dennis cry out, hips lifting helplessly off the mattress. Then came the pressure -thick, blunt, and insistent- as Michael's spit-slicked finger circled Dennis's stretched rim. No warning, just the relentless push past resisting muscle, knuckle-deep in one brutal slide. Dennis gasped, the sudden fullness a sharp counterpoint to the wet heat still working him open from the outside. The stretch burned, a delicious ache that radiated through his lower stomach.

❝𝙄 𝘾𝘼𝙉 𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙒 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙃𝙊𝙒 𝙂𝙊𝙊𝘿 𝙄𝙏 𝙁𝙀𝙀𝙇𝙎, 𝙄𝙁 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙏.❞ ⮑ 𝘠𝘶𝘶𝘫𝘪 𝘐𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘪 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵. (𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘾𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙤 𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙤, 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦). ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ' BEST FRIEND'S BROTHER ' CHOSO KAMO 𝙭 (𝙛) 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯, 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 : 9/23/2023 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴: complete (𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴) crossposted on tumblr and ao3 ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ (I do not own the art on the cover. All rights to respective artists.)

𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽 V̘̪͆̂̅A̷͙ͭͫ̕M͉̅ͮ͒ͤP̧͕̒̊͘I̍̅̀̎̊R͉̜̎͡͠Ḛͭ̉̇͟ J̶̳̀́̃J̶̳̀́̃K͕͓͌̎̾ A̷͙ͭͫ̕U̠҉̷̙ͦ ᶠᵉᵐ.ᵒᶜ 𝓧 ˢᵃᵗᵒʳᵘ ᵍᵒʲᵒ, ˢᵘᵍᵘʳᵘ ᵍᵉᵗᵒ, ʳʸᵒ̄ᵐᵉⁿ ˢᵘᵏᵘⁿᵃ, ᶜʰᵒˢᵒ ᵏᵃᵐᵒ +MORE R͉̜̎͡͠Ḛͭ̉̇͟V̘̪͆̂̅Ḛͭ̉̇͟R͉̜̎͡͠S̵̙͕̀̃Ḛͭ̉̇͟ Hͥ̽ͣ̃̔A̷͙ͭͫ̕R͉̜̎͡͠Ḛͭ̉̇͟M͉̅ͮ͒ͤ ⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻⁻ "丂卄乇 乃乇ㄥㄖ刀ム丂 ㄒㄖ 爪乇." ----------------------------- 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗙𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝗔𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁 𝘑𝘫𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘨 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘦-𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤! 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘪 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘭

↳ "𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎. 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐖𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐓." ‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿ ↳ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 lies and rumours spread amongst shibuya about the loving couple, choso and you, which aimed to ruin your relationship. will choso's secrecy and the pair of yours lack of communication help the rumours succeed? 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 CHOSO KAMO X FEM!READER

"Do you like me?" I asked making him smile, "that's a bit of the understatement, I'm infatuated," he admitted as I gulped "Why?" I asked as he leaned back in his seat, his hand still on my cheek as he stroked it, a slight smile on his face "Because I've never met anyone like you, never in my 153 years Y/N, I've never," he licked his lips as he looked at mine "Desired someone so much," he admitted as I started playing with my fingers, "I really like you," I told him as he leaned forward "I know baby," he kissed me, pulling me into his lap.