Thepittfanfic Stories

"what is the pathophysiology of being a people pleaser?" the pitt fanfic // (slow-burn) fem!oc

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.

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐲 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞 has always seen herself as a good person-she's always been determined to help people when they need it. That drive to help people got her through medical school. She has always been a lone wolf, no boyfriend, no attachments. That's until she starts working with Jack Abbot. 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐀𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐭 has always been a reserved guy, after he lost his wife he told himself he would never love again, never date again. That's until he starts working with Darcy Clarke "𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐦𝐩, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦" JACK ABBOT X OC

Dr. Isadora Bravo is a pageant queen, a sorority sister, a former Crimsonette, and most importantly, one hell of a doctor. A woman stuck between helping the helpless and wanting to create versions of people they can love, she steps into The Pitt as a second-year resident on Halloween, ready for chaos, carnage, and letting herself decide once and for all, emergency medicine, or plastics. What she isn't ready for? Dennis Whitaker. The Pitt has a way of testing everyone who walks through its doors, and Isadora quickly learns that survival means more than medical skill. In a place where fear and adrenaline rule, falling in love might be the most dangerous thing of all.

Dr. Robinavitch was no stranger to a transferring doctor, or new student doctors. But none of them have stuck out to him quite like Cecelia. When Dr. Cecelia Torres transfers from Chicago Northwestern Memorial to the emergency department at Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center, she's ready for the pace, the pressure, the sleepless rhythm of the ER. What she isn't ready for is Dr. Michael Robinavitch. He is intuitive where she is precise, impulsive where she is controlled. Their first encounter leaves a mark, the kind that lingers long after the shift ends. What starts as quiet competition deepens into something neither of them fully names. The long hours, the charged silences, the way their hands brush in passing. All of it builds toward something unspoken. Beneath the sterile lights and endless noise of the hospital, a different kind of pulse begins to take hold, one that draws them closer with every patient, every breath, until obsession feels almost like inevitability. But they couldn't possibly, could they? boyiscorrupt © 2025

nine night of matter, black flowers blossom, fearless on my breath, black flowers blossom, fearless on my breath. ── teardrop. massive attack & elizabeth fraser. dennis whitaker x trans male!oc 10/30/25 - 00/00/00. cover made by buck (@WAST3LANDBABY) naturalbornkillerz © 2025.

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.