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Could you tell where my head was at when you found me? by Kit_Kat21
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
25 Jun 2026
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He was tempted to ignore the call, but in the end, he knew he couldn’t do that. Not to her.
“Hey,” he answered. He put her on speaker so he could keep typing.
“I’m sorry,” were her first words. They were rushed and she sounded breathless and he wondered how insane the ED had been for her that day.
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16 May 2026
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Emma Nolan always do the right thing.
And doing the right thing has a sick way of biting her in the ass.
Take getting a Pap smear for example. Emma was just trying to be proactive with her health.
Do the right thing.
Instead, she ends up pregnant.
Unwed, virginal, and pregnant.
With an orthopedic surgeons baby.Or, a Jane the Virgin babyshark AU.
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14 May 2026
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Even as he stalked to the stairwell and rushed down three flights of stairs, his brain stuttered to reconcile the information he’d just been given over the phone. But his instincts? Oh, his instincts were insatiably ablaze. The man who had dared put hands on his wife? His sweet, beautiful, gentle wife? That piece of shit was going to pay for his transgressions.
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Emma Nolan is desperate and her older brother's best friend insists on helping.
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11 May 2026
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07 May 2026
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The Body Doesn't Lie (It Bleeds) by thatadrenalinejunkie for Saturn
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
13 Apr 2026
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There was no reason for him to intervene. They didn’t know each other. Not in any meaningful way. A brief exchange in a stairwell did not justify involvement. She might not even remember him. From her perspective, he would be a stranger—a large, older man in a car pulling up unprompted in the dark, in the rain. There were variables there he couldn’t control. Unknowns in how she would react, how she would interpret it.
He didn’t like unknowns.
He also didn’t like the image of her standing there, soaked through, waiting in the rain.
The irritation came quickly—not at her, but at the situation. At himself.
“Fuck,” he said under his breath.
He signaled left.
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Or, the one where an orthopedic surgeon who hates unpredictability becomes obsessed with the one variable he can’t control.
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06 May 2026