The ED never sleeps, and neither do its doctors. Spencer Reeves is no stranger to late-night crises, but when Jack Abbot breezes into her life, her carefully structured world is thrown into chaos. Banter turns to tension, tension to unspoken attraction, and attraction becomes impossible to ignore. Through high-stakes trauma nights, awkward public encounters, and near-disasters, Spencer and Jack must navigate the fine line between saving lives and risking their hearts. **This is a slow burn/angsty romance. I'm going to try and kill all of us with their flirting and banter. I only own my storyline and characters, the rest belongs to HBO** Author note: I am currently a student so please be kind when it comes to updates! I'm just a girl trying to balance a degree and her favorite pass time (men over forty)

Dr. Autumn Hall loved working at Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Hospital (PTMC) in the emergency room. After busting her ass to get through undergrad and med school early, Autumn found herself becoming a night shift attending in "The Pitt" just before her 30th birthday. Working alongside her close "friend" (maybe frenemy is a better word?) and colleague Dr. Jack Abbot, Autumn has cemented herself as a strong doctor and friend. What happens when a mass casualty event changes everything? Inspired by the lyrics "He looks like he works with his hands, and smells like Marlboro Reds" from the song "Crush" by Ethel Cain Mature themes, read at your own risk ;) Cross-posted to AO3

IN WHICH, a girl who exudes sunshine meets a man willing to give her the world. ⎯⎯⎯⎯ ❝Stop following me, I told you I'm fine, go focus on the other patients.❞ ❝Sweetheart I don't doubt that, I'm just here for when you need me.❞ ❝You are so lucky I don't have a scalpel right now or so help me God⎯❞ ⎯⎯⎯⎯ [JACK ABBOTT x FEM!OC] [SEASON ONE⎯TWO + MY OWN PLOT] © 2025 softlysqturn-

To everyone in Oceanside, I'm Craig Cody's girl - the wild one, the ride-or-die, the one who knows how to keep up with the Cody chaos. But what they don't know... is that when the lights go out and the world quiets down, it's his older brother I'm craving. Andrew "Pope" Cody. Dangerous. Unstable. Off-limits. And so goddamn addictive. It started as a mistake. A stolen kiss in the shadows. A rough touch behind closed doors. A secret we swore we'd never repeat - but we did. Again, and again. With every secret meeting, every whispered threat, every night tangled in his sheets, Pope is pulling me deeper into his darkness. And I'm not sure I ever want to find my way out.