midnghtprentiss
midnghtprentiss
gio
3K posts
brazilian | 22 | absolutely in love with jack abbot and aaron
Last active 60 minutes ago
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
midnghtprentiss · 4 hours ago
Text
season 1 aaron hotchner and his red-lined coat is very important to me
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
139 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 17 hours ago
Text
Hi everyone! This is my current writing! I am planning on publishing this week if everything works out!
jack abbot x doctor!reader: four times absolute love the domesticity of living with four women.
jack abbot x bau!reader: the secret relationship of a federal agent dating a doctor and how everyone learns about them.
jack abbot x doctor!reader: a girls night lead you to the hospital after a fight and your husband goes absolutely feral.
john shen x abbot!reader: john got a massive crush on jack’s little sister
hope you all can read it soon!!! ❤️
49 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 2 days ago
Text
Mom Emily headcannons
Everyone seems to be on a momily kick, and I'm eating it up (maybe I'm imagining it because I'm on a momily kick). So here's my contribution! No rhyme or reason to these, just some thoughts I've had!! Enjoy :)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
She’s such a pushover, even if she swears up and down that she’s not. Never with anything important, but her kid asks for ice cream? Absolutely. They want to stay up and watch another episode of a cartoon before bed? Just this once (She’ll say yes next time). When you finally get her to admit it, she confesses that she worries about missing out on important moments, and if those extra memories do anything to combat it, it’s worth giving in occasionally
She’s obsessed with making sure they have plenty of toys, clothes, and anything else they could want. She’s constantly researching the best developmentally appropriate toys for their age. She knows all about what skills they should be learning, and they’re only receiving the very best to get there. 
She’s guilty of a late night online shopping order full of new clothes for them. When the box shows up, she claims that she was just replacing what they’ve grown out of. If it’s all the same size as what’s already in the closet, that’s her business only. 
One time, one of those late night shopping trips results in a very long photo shoot of the baby and Sergio, who are wearing newly purchased matching outfits. She laughs so hard and loves the photos so much that she has them printed out and framed. 
Anytime there’s a hard case, she comes home and NEEDS to be close to her kids. A couple of times, you wake up to her sneaking in late, kid(s) in arm because she can’t stand the idea of sleeping away from them for this one night. 
Later, when they’re older and she doesn’t want to mess up their sleep, she holds back, compromising with tucking them in and a kiss on the forehead. But she’s waking up early and making them breakfast so she can see them as soon as possible in the morning. 
She absolutely sobs on the first day of kindergarten. She knows they’ll be fine, but something about seeing her kid in a backpack that’s bigger than them walking away from her into school just gets her. She ends up late to work because she has to drive back home due to her ruined makeup and red, puffy face. 
She’s planning and doing every possible activity she can.  She’s asking every parent she meets or knows about what she can take them to do. The zoo, museums, parks, the library, and any class she can find. They are booked and busy. She’s making sure her kids get an exciting and fulfilling childhood, something she never had. 
146 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 3 days ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Screaming, moaning, throwing up + Mohabbot + text posts
432 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 3 days ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Two guys chillin in the ED no feet apart cause they're not (entirely) gay + text posts
319 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 3 days ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts + Mohabbot + text posts
370 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 3 days ago
Text
Tumblr media
358 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 3 days ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
is this anything
685 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 5 days ago
Text
hmm. nurse mateo diaz flirting with you even though he doesn’t date coworkers. hmm. there’s just something about you that make it hard to look away. hmm. he invites you for beer on the benches, and princess and perlah gossiping about how mateo opened your beer for you. hmm. donny squinting his eyes at how close you and mateo are sitting on the bench across from him. hmm.
147 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 5 days ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Dating John Shen snapchats part 2😊
Also excited to announce i'm making a John Shen x reader series! This is on top of the one shots i have drafted on my notes app too. Happy The Pitt S2 filming day! John Shen girlies keep winning❤️
120 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 5 days ago
Text
Tumblr media
POV : Jack with the ( read : his ) emotional support cat that he didn’t want to get
Tumblr media
163 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 8 days ago
Text
That's your wife? Thunder version
Dr. Jack Abbot x f!attending!wife!reader
summary: the new ER personnel does not yet know who Jack is married to. You're a pretty scary ortho attending that seems to always be fighting with Jack
genre: fluff --- be aware: medical inaccuracies
masterlist
You had met Jack in a training centre in Texas. You'd been with the army a couple of years at that point, having joined straight after pre-med. You were specialising in orthopedics because you liked the people working the field and it was a place where you could make a difference to people's life.
Jack had been an emergency lover from the start, so you'd butted heads more then once when you had different opinions. You had heated arguments about patient care, strategies and new techniques. Your fights weren't pretty, but you found you enjoyed them none the less. At some point you found yourself hoping he'd be on shift when you were, aching to see him and bite his head of. He asked you out on a date when you'd saved six patients together in one night.
When Jack got injured and left the army, you handed in your resignation and went with him. You got married as soon as Jack had recuperated enough to get himself down the isle.
You'd started at the PTMC together, Jack downstairs in the Pitt, you upstairs surrounded by ortho bros. Now you were an attending, having been promoted easily because of your natural leadership and medical capabilities and experiences. You were a tough one. New med-students and residents would try to avoid you the first couple of weeks, getting scared when you would sneak up behind them to judge their work. You were harsh and strong, but you were a good teacher and a damn good doctor.
You and Jack were a true enemies to lovers tale, and though you'd arrived at the lovers' side of it now, the snarky comments and fierce looks hadn't stopped. You'd fallen in love through your fighting in emergency situations, and so you kept it up. It felt part of you to act this way towards Jack inside the hospital, the part of you that had started out as enemies never fully left. It made sense for you to work together in this way, and strangely it made you both better doctors when you were biting each other's heads off.
For your colleagues this could be a strange dynamic. They'd get a little nervous if arguments got too heated, but mostly they just ignored and laughed at the names you'd cal each other. Sweetheart was a favourite, although said in a very sarcastic tone. Most people knew that the two of you were hopelessly in love, but they liked to make a game out of it for anyone new. There was, of course, a betting pool when new students or residents would arrive, placing bets on how long it would take the newbies to figure it out. The record was held by Dr. Mohan, who had taken almost four months to figure it out.
You and Jack were both in on the plot, secretly loving it when new doctors would come in and get scared by the hostility between you two in the trauma bay. You two would even amp it up a little bit when you knew the rookies had been gossiping about hospital relationships. You were usually caught because one of Jack's colleagues couldn't stop smirking at your behaviour.
When Mel, Santos, Whitaker and Javadi had been in the ER a couple of weeks, they heard whispers about you. You'd been off to train some combat medics for a month, and had missed Pittfest. Rumours were that you'd be back that day and the entire ER staff was gearing up for it.
Abbot was a couple of hours early that day. He said he'd heard about a multiple collision on the radio and wanted to come in to help. Dana laughed at him. "You tell yourself that, Jack. Just keep the shouting down later. If I hear one more sarcastic sweetheart I might just start throwing things at you."
Mel overheard the conversation and looked away from the board, trying to figure out what she'd missed. Jack was smiling at Dana.
The trauma came in and Jack called for her. "King, you're with me. Degloving injury of the lower right leg. Let's try to get it figured out before ortho comes in to ruin it." They'd been running the trauma for a couple of minutes when you barged through the door. "Right," you ordered, "Who's this and what's going on." You locked your eyes on Mel. "You're the resident running this? Go on, make your report, we haven't got all day. Don't look at Abbot, he doesn't know shit." Mel presented the patient, stumbling over her words because she was flustered by the intensity of the ortho attending. Jack tied off a tourniquet and you stepped in to bump him out of the way.
"Keep your hands of that tourniquet. Did they give you your degree with a carton of milk? I'm taking over." She loosened the tourniquet, trying for a pulse on the foot.
"He's going to bleed out if you don't tie of that tourniquet, sweetheart." He sneered at you. You scoffed at him. "Don't tell me what to do. If we tie it off he's losing his leg for sure, just hang another o-neg and let me look at him first. Can't have everyone limping around like you, sweetheart, so just let me work my miracles." Mel felt her throat constrict when you said it. She was sure Jack was going to burst into anger now. Jack did not, however, and he smiled at you with a twinkle in his eyes. "By all means, you quack. Take all the time you need, I know you always need a little longer to get up to speed. I'll just try to make sure he lives in the meantime."
The jabs continued back and forth and Mel had to take a moment after the trauma to refigure her confused emotions. You'd gone up to the OR with the patient and Jack was working on another one of the collision victims.
Dana found Mel in the hall, staring into it. "Tough day, kid?" Mel nodded. "They're intense, Dr. Abbot and the ortho attending." Dana laughed at that. "Don't I know it. You'll get used to it before long. It's just names they're calling each other, they always figure out the best course of action. It works, one way or another, they're both at the top of their game. But intense is the right word for it." She patted Mel on the back. "Come on kid, it's time for shift change."
Two days later Javadi was caught between one of your arguments, trying to referee it. She couldn't make herself heard over your raised voices. "You're plainly in the wrong, sweetheart. What does your husband think of these idiotic ideas on patient care?" Jack shouted at you. Your eyes turned to thunder. "That's the path you're taking? Do you want to hear what your wife's opinion on the matter is?" Javadi fled.
A week later both Javadi and Mel were running a code with Dr. Abbot when you came bursting through the doors. "I was scrubbing in to a ACL reconstruction, this better be serious or I'm going to kill you all for wasting my time." Mel's face lost some of its colour. "Come on, present the patient!" You barked at her. "It's enough that your attending is always wasting my time. Get on with it." Mel's eyes turned huge and she was picking at her hands from anxiety. You trained your eyes on her, anger evident in the way your brows had furrowed. "Now, if you please! I thought you were a resident, not some nervous med-student. Stop wasting my damn time!" Javadi swallowed her fear and tried to press herself into the corner of the trauma bay.
Dr. Abbot stepped in front of you. "That's enough. You don't get to bitch at my residents. They're not some cadets that you're training. Get over yourself and don't take your anger out on them." You huffed at him. "Jesus, Jack! Are you really quoting my therapist to me? Are you fucking serious?" Jack continued to stare at you. Javadi and Mel got even more confused by the conversation and looked at each other anxiously. Javadi was trying to gauge wether it was best to flee again.
It took ten seconds for you to calm down and apologise to the two women. "Sorry." You told them. "I was out of line and I shouldn't have shouted at you. I apologise. Let's get back to the patient now."
You leaned over the patient to check for any damage to the lower back, dog-tags falling out over the top of your scrub top. Mel could see a golden ring hanging next to them. Jack did the same opposite to you, his dog-tags clanking as they met the wedding ring that was also on his chain. It looked like the one on your neck, only it was a little smaller and it had a beautiful green emerald.
Mel took a step forward and examined the dog-tags on your neck. It took her a moment, but then she could plainly see the name Jack Abbot written on them. Mel blinked in confusion. "Dr. Abbot," She began, "She's wearing your tags." Jack stopped assessing the patient, satisfied that he'd live. He looked at you. "I sure hope she is because otherwise she would have lost them. She already lost my wedding ring once and that's more than enough." You turned away from the patient and snapped your gloves off. "You've got to stop bringing that up Jack, it was years ago. Besides, you're the one who wants my ring around your neck, you possessive man. It's only fair that I get yours in return. Patient will be fine, just sent him up for a CT. I'm gonna scrub for my ACL." You turned to walk out the door. Jack called after you. "We're still on for coffee around 10, right?" You turned back to Jack and kissed him on the lips. "Of course, sweetheart." you said, "Don't forget my creamer." Then you walked off, leaving Mel and Javadi without words.
Javadi finally found her voice after a minute. "That is your wife?" She gasped out. "She is absolutely terrifying." Javadi slapped her hand in front of her mouth as soon as she'd said it.
Jack just laughed at her, walking back to the board. "Yes, isn't she lovely? What do you gen-z-ers call this, having a terrifying partner? I think Shen told me once." He scratched his chin. "Ah, I remember. Scary dog privilege!"
765 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 8 days ago
Text
Tumblr media
old men 🫶🏼
339 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 9 days ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Emily wearing glasses in 18x06 — Part 2 (Part 1)
622 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 9 days ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Aaron Hotchner in every episode of Criminal Minds:
Season 7, Episode 1, ‘It Takes a Village’
Masterlist ✰
255 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 9 days ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Emily Prentiss as a mom
91 notes · View notes
midnghtprentiss · 9 days ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
The Pitt (2025-) 1.01 | 7:00 A.M.
758 notes · View notes