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I haven’t even officially decided if I’m going to write this fic.

Did I spend the last thirty minutes going through 4 revisions to make a functional time line for my Frank Langdon sister fic? Yes I did.

Have I spent more time in the last 24 hours thinking about the logistics of this fic than I did the actual novel I’m been working on off and on for 3 years? Also yes.

Anyways pills are still up for a couple days so feel free to cast votes- or share if you’ve already cast your vote.

Interest check

Which type of fic to write

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Masterlist of Fics

Below is a current list of fanfictions written or in progress on my blog. Will be updated as stories are published or in progress. Check my bio to see if requests are open.

Dennis Whittaker

Home for the Holidays - Reader-Insert

Frank Langdon

Broken, but still good - 5+1 fic featuring Frank & Tanner - WIP

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Follow up Poll

I figured I might as well run the other poll now as well. Should Langdon's sister, mentioned in the previous poll, be an OC, or should she be a reader insert?

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Interest Check

I have an Idea for a fanfic, but I want to see if anyone else would be interested in reading it besides my friend and me. It would be very heavy angst fic- probably multiple chapters. Below is the current working synopsis and a poll to see who might be interested. It would either be a reader insert or with an OC- a non-romantic fic featuring Frank and his younger sister.

Synopsis: Frank and his younger sister have always been close, from the time that they spent growing up together, even to now, sure, life got hectic. She was in med school, had a boyfriend, he was a third-year resident, and had a wife and kids. Still, it always struck him as odd that they didn't really talk anymore; she just never seemed to have time to answer the phone, for him, for their parents, for anyone. He shouldn't worry, though; she was an adult and she had her own life to focus on. Things would work eventually. - AKA Frank's sister slowly starts withdrawing from everyone, and he doesn't have any evidence, but he's pretty sure something is very drastically wrong.

TW: Would involve talk and obviousness of Langdon's (reader or OC) boyfriend being toxic but not physically aggressive.

Extra Poll to decide if it should be a reader insert of an OC can be found here

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Honest opinions

How many words is too many words for one fic, I have an Idea for a fic, but I don’t want to make it more than one part, and I’m worried it may get out of hand, so like for a one tumblr post fic how many words do you guys think is too many? I don’t think there is a word limit, I could be wrong. Idk, this is a big idea I have, I hope people will like it, I just don’t want to overdo it.

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So I wander through these nights I prefer hiding in plain sight My fourth drink in my hand These desperate prayers of a cursed man

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If you’d like to request a fic with one of these prompts please still specify paring or if reader insert what pronouns you’d like (any more detailed information is welcome but not technically necessary) please send the whole promot you’d like.

` * 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 : a mix of dialogue and action prompts for your inner doctor. sent "+ reverse" to reverse the roles.

🩺 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 :

➺ it's never lupus. but go ahead, order the test and waste everyone's time. ➺ you don't need a medical degree to lie, just a motive and a heart beat. ➺ your symptoms are screaming 'you're lying'. lucky for you, i'm fluent in denial. ➺ you want empathy? see a therapist. i fix bodies, not feelings. ➺ pain is the body's way of reminding you that you're still alive. ➺ if we wait for the ethics committee, this kid is dead. ➺ i'm making the call. ➺ we save lives, but don't forget - every decision has a cost. ➺ that's not just a patient, that's someone's family -- their everything. ➺ i didn't become a doctor to watch people suffer because of red tape. ➺ welcome to the system, where billing codes matter than a human life. ➺ he's bleeding out. ➺ you want clean hands? this isn't the job for you. ➺ he's not unconscious, he's having a partial seizure. ➺ i know what i see, just because i explain it differently doesn't mean i'm wrong. ➺ that's a human life, it matters. ➺ biology doesn't care about your comfort zone. ➺ i'm trying to help you. ➺ where does it hurt? ➺ what brought you in today? ➺ i'm not going to lie to you - this is going to be a fight, but you won't be alone. ➺ you don't have to be brave, this is hard, it's okay to be scared. ➺ technically you aren't dying, but you are being dramatic. ➺ no, doctor google, wrong again. ➺ stop googling your symptoms, it's always going to say cancer. ➺ you're not allergic to anything...except maybe common sense. ➺ if you override my decision again in front of a patient, we're going to have a problem. ➺ this isn't just about skill, it's about trust. ➺ remind me again why i let you assist me? ➺ ten bucks says the new intern faints in under five minutes. ➺ we're not gods. we just play them until the shift ends.

🩹 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 :

[ x-ray ] my muse takes yours for an x-ray. [ checkup ] my muse gives yours a routine examination. [ vitals ] my muse checks your muse's vitals. [ chart ] my muse reviews your muse's medical chart in silence. [ diagnosis ] my muse prepares to give yours a difficult diagnosis. [ pressure ] my muse puts pressure on your muse's wound. [ tourniquet ] my muse applies a tourniquet to stop your muse's bleeding. [ cpr ] my muse performs cpr on your muse. [ collapse ] my muse catches yours as they pass out. [ intubate ] my muse intubates yours during a critical moment. [ shock ] my muse uses a defibrillator on your muse. [ scrub in ] my muse scrubs in for surgery. [ assist ] my muse assists in surgery. [ suture ] my muse stitches yours up with shaky hands. [ sit ] my muse sits by your bedside, waiting for them to wake up. [ confession ] my muse confesses something personal while your muse is unconscious. [ argue ] my muse argues with another doctor over your treatment. [ cover-up ] my muse tries to cover up a mistake. [ mystery ] my muse investigates an unexplained illness your muse has. [ fake ] my muse realizes your muse is faking and plays along. [ last words ] my muse hears your muse's final words.

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Can you do a Dennis Whitaker x Reader. Pronouns are she/her. Dennis comes back home to your big extended family get together for the holidays (he doesn't have a chance/doesn't want to go home) as *just friends* but everyone in your family sees something else.

Title: Home For The Holidays

Synopsis: When Dennis Whitaker finds out he’s not going to be able to make it home to his family for the holidays, he’s a little disheartened. Though his mood quickly turns around when his fellow 4th year med student best friend, whom he just so happens to have a crush on, invites him to come spend the holidays with her family. It’ll be fine, no one will know how he really feels, will they?

Pronouns: She/Her

Content warnings: Coarse Language

Word count: 2,000

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AN- Turn-around time on this one was pretty quick, because I’m on summer break and my schedule is pretty empty. Also, since I just opened this account so it’s easy to answer the requests because there aren’t many. For the most part, requests will be answered in the order they are received (unless one comes along that really sparks motivation.) Anyway, I hope you like the direction I went with the fic. - Also, yes, this is a Christmas fic, in July, because that was the idea I had, and I ran with it. Respect to all holidays, though, and Merry whatever you believe. I apologize for any typos, this was not beta read.

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"Well, that sucks," Dennis said as he hung up his phone, letting out a heavy sigh as he shoved the device back into the pocket of his scrubs. 

"What's wrong?" he heard a voice from beside him ask. The voice belonged to his best friend, Y/N They had a few of the same classes throughout med school, and now they were on the same clinical rotation as 4th years. Dennis refused to admit it out loud, but a part of him, a part that he had tried and failed to bury deep down, was glad they were still in the same group.

Dennis hated to admit it, but he had caught feelings for Y/N a long time ago, when they were in their 2nd year, he hated to admit it, because he was worried she wouldn't feel the same, and if there was one thing he was unwilling to do, it was going to ruining his friendship because of a crush. It was fine, he could handle it, handle the dull ache he felt in his chest when he looked at her. He could handle the way his train of thought completely derailed when he looked at her for just a little too long. 

'Pull yourself together, Wittaker, don't screw this up,' he thought. It was a mantra of his, one that he had never voiced out loud. 

"Hello, is anyone in there?" Y/N asked again, waving her hand in front of his face. 

Dennis blinked a bit, giving his head a small shake, "Sorry, what?" 

Y/N laughed. God, he loved the sound of her laugh; it always made him feel warm inside to hear it, to hear that despite the awful shit they saw in the ED every day, she could still find humor in something, even if it was just his confusion. 

"I asked what was wrong, whatever it was on the phone that seemed to upset you," she informed, shifting to lean against the nurses' station, watching him with a soft but genuine curiosity. 

"Oh, that, it's uh, it's nothing, my flight home got cancelled, apparently there is a pretty bad snow storm right now so the airport has grounded all flights." he said, letting out another sigh, "So, I guess I'm going to be spending Christmas alone this year," he said. 

Dennis had actually never spent Christmas alone before; it was, if he was being honest, a little terrifying. It was a time to be around friends and family, and instead, he'd be sitting in the tiny apartment he shared with Santos, by himself, probably eating some microwave ramen. Trinity was going to be out of town for the holidays; she'd already told him that.

"You know, you don't have to spend the holidays alone, if you don't want to. I uh, I'm going back to my parents' house, they live in Baltimore, it's about a four-hour drive, I'm driving, I'm leaving this weekend, if you wanted to come with me, you could." 

Dennis went a bit wide-eyed, "No, No. I couldn't, I couldn't possibly ask that, you deserve to spend time with your parents," he said

"First of all, you're not asking, I'm offering, and second of all, you won't be the odd one out. My parents own a pretty large house in the suburbs. It's not just going to be us," 

"How many people are going to be there?" Dennis asked. 

"My parents, myself, my three older brothers, my aunts and uncles, and my nieces and nephews," Y/N said. 

"How many people in total?"

Y/N did a quick mental tally before answering. "Sixteen," she said it so casually, like it was the most normal thing in the world. 

Dennis let out a nervous laugh, clearing his throat, "I didn't realize your family was so big," he said. 

"That's only the people who are staying at my parents' house," Y/N said with a sly smile. "So, will you go, please, I need someone to talk to besides all the people who are going to ask me about work, and school, and why I'm not married yet," she said, though she was only half joking.

Dennis sighed, taking a deep breath and thinking it over for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, sure, I'd love to come, it beats sitting by myself in the apartment for the week." 

"Great!" Y/N said with a smile, "I'll pick you up Saturday, does 10 AM work?" she asked.

Dennis nodded, "Yeah, that's great, I'll uh, I'll see you then," he said. 

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Saturday came quicker than expected, aside from the few shared shifts, and the texts reminding him to pack warm clothes, he hadn't spoken to Y/N much, but just as promised, Y/N picked him up at 10 AM sharp, they made the drive over, the roads weren't terrible which was somewhat surprising, but hey, Dennis wasn't going to complain if the weather decided not to interfere with the plans to get away for the holidays.

When they arrived at Y/N's parents' house dennis was kind of surprised. Y/N had said their parents owned a large home, he didn't know what he'd been expecting. 

"How uh, How big is this place on the inside?" he asked, not in a sense of prying for information but more out of pure curiosity and astonishment. 

"It's six bedrooms, four bathrooms," Y/N said. 

Dennis felt his jaw drop,.this place was practically a mansion, though he didn't make any comments out loud, he was a guest and he didn't want to be disrespectful. 

"My dad is a personal injury lawyer, and my mom is a civil engineer," Y/N said, seeming to have noticed the question that he was trying to avoid asking. 

Dennis just nodded, "Yeah, yeah, that makes sense," he said. 

They climbed out of the car, grabbing their bags and heading inside. Once they entered it was quick to notice all the people moving around, Y/N hadn't been lying, there were definitely a lot of people here. 

As they entered the door, a woman walked up, "Y/N, you make it, oh I'm so glad you're here, and this must be your friend, Dennis, right?" she asked. 

Dennis nodded, "Yes, uh, yes ma'am," he sai,d looking at Y/N wondering who the lady was. 

"Dennis, this is my mom, Kristine." Y/N introduced. 

Dennis nodded and smiled, "Nice to meet you Mrs. L/N. I uh, i cant tell you how much it means to me that you've opened your home to me." he said. 

Kristine smiled warmly, "Please don't be so formal, Kristine is fine, or even Kristi if you prefer. We're so glad to have you here," she said. "Now, come on, let me introduce you to the rest of the family," she said, putting an arm around his shoulders and pulling him along. 

Dennis spared a glance back at Y/N who just smiled and laughed mouthing the word 'sorry' before she moved to grab their bags and take them upstairs. 

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Dennis spent a good portion of the day being pushed around from person to person, making introductions to everyone, from Kai, Y/N's oldest brother, to her youngest niece, Mackenzie, who had just turned four and had just started preschool in the fall, as she had proudly declared. 

As the evening wound down Dennis was seated at the kids table, but he didn't complain, that's just how it was sometimes in bog families, you had to find room where you could. 

"So, does my aunt Y/N know you like her?" asked Tyler, one of the nephews he'd been introduced to. Tyler was twelve.

"What?" Dennis asked a bit surprised, "Y/N and I are just friends, we go to school together and we work together," he said, taking a sip of water from his cup. 

"No, you look at her the same way my dad looks at my mom, you like her," Tyler said.

"No, I uh, I promise we're just friends," Dennis said, he let out a laugh, a slightly nervous laugh. Was he so obvious about his feelings that a twelve-year-old had noticed? No, that was crazy, it was fine, everything was fine, and everything was under control, wasn't it? If only, he'd known about the conversation happening at the dinner table.  

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"So, are you and Dennis official yet?" Y/N's mother asked with a faint smile. 

Y/N coughed a bit, choking on her mashed potatoes. 

"What, mom, no, he's just my friend, we've been friends for a long time." she said, clearly trying to cover up the truth. 

"Sweetheart, I love you, I always have, but you need to be honest with yourself, I see the way you've been looking at him, and I've seen the way he's been looking at you, You two are only going to hurt yourselves, if you keep dancing around the truth," she said. 

Y/N sighed stealing a glance to the table behind her, her eyes falling on Dennis, the way he laughed, and the way he talked so casually with her neices and nephews, like he was already part of the family, would it be so bad to tell him how she felt, what harm could it do.

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When the time came to clean up from dinner, once the table had been cleared and the food put away, Y/N took it as the time to turn to Dennis. Was this the moment, the best excuse she could think of to pull him away and talk to him on her own? Yeah, it probably was. 

"Hey Dennis, do you care to help me take the trash out?" she asked, holding up one of the two bags, Dennis the great guy that he was nodded immediately. 

"Yeah, no problem, I've got it," he said, going over and grabbing one of the bag., they walked out of the house together, taking the trash to the bins on the curb, as they made their way back onto the porch, Dennis felt Y/N grab his arm. He stopped moving immediately. 

"Everything okay?" he asked, his eyes filled with worry and genuine concern. "Something on your mind?"

"I just, I need to tell you something, okay, something I've been meaning to say for a long time." 

Dennis's face fell. "Do I need to go? I can go if you need me to, I wouldn't want to overstay my welcome or anything," he said. 

Y/N realized her mistake and shook her head quickly, "No, God, no, I don't want you to leave, I just-" Y/N swore, cutting herself off. She took a deep breath to steady herself.

"I like you Dennis, okay, I like you a lot, and I have for a while and I didn't know how to say it because I didn't want to mess things up between us and I my family loves you, and I think it took me seeing that to realize, that I'm only hurting myself by not saying anything," she said. She waited in silence for Dennis to say something, anything. 

"I, I like you too," he finally said, and Y/N let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding. "I didn't want to say anything either because I didn't want to lose you, because I'd rather have you as a friend than not at all, but honestly, I've always wanted you to be more than a friend," he said. 

Y/N laughed softly and smiled, "God, we're both such dorks, aren't we?" she asked, 

"Yeah, I guess we are," he said with a smile,

Y/N took a step closer and sighed softly, "There's no mistletoe out here, but do you think I could get a kiss anyway?" 

Dennis smiled faintly and nodded, leaning forward to press a delicate kiss to her lips. It was brief, but it was meaningful. 

"I didn't imagine that when you invited me over to see your family for the holidays that we'd be sharing our first kiss on your parents' front porch, but honestly, it seems kind of perfect," he said. 

Y/N gave a soft, amused smile. "It seems perfect now, but I know my whole family is watching through the windows, and the second we walk through those doors, we're going to be ambushed with a million and a half questions." 

Dennis laughed softly, "Then maybe we should stay out here, for just a little while longer," he suggested. 

"That couldn't be more perfect to me." 

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Rules

Hello, and welcome to my blog. I made this blog so that I could involve myself more with “The Pitt” fandom. My hope with this blog is to write fanfiction and share theories that everyone can enjoy, and to do that, I would love to have fellow fandom members to interact with. I would love nothing more than for you to share your ideas, and hopefully, in return, I can write stories for you all to enjoy. However, to do this, it's important to set some ground rules. 

This blog may contain NSFW content. Minors are not permitted to interact. If you are not 18+, please leave. 

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Masterlist of fics can be found here

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I will write most any genre, Fluff, Angst, Whump, Hurt/Comfort, and sometimes smut. Please keep any eye on what requests are open, Generalized Requests can be any genre but if the NSFW requests are closed and you submit a request for smut then it will not be written, it may get written eventually but do not expect it soon.

I will NOT write any themes of s*lf harm, s*cide, non-con, inc*st, p*dophilia, n*crophilia, or anything that glorifies violence. - I will expand this list if I need to. If a request makes me uncomfortable, I will not write it.-

I accept all ships, M/M F/F F/M NB any pairing. 

I accept canon and non-canon ships as well as reader-insert fics, please specify what you want when you submit your request.

I will write Romantic and Platonic Pairings. PLEASE SPECIFY

Turnaround time may vary depending on my schedule. I will not guarantee any time; sometimes it may take a few days, sometimes it may take a week or more. I am a busy person. I’m getting ready to go back to school to pursue a nursing degree, so I have no idea what my schedule is going to look like on a week-to-week basis. Please be kind with wait times

Submitting Requests

Requests do not have to be detailed, I will accept simple prompts, Song fic requests, Or if you have a full idea id love to hear that too, Just make sure you give me enough to work with. 

I need to Know The ship or if it’s a reader-insert. If it's reader-insert, I need to know the character you want to be paired with, and the relationship, as well as preferred pronouns.

These Rules will be updated as needed but I hope I dont have to update them, Just please have common sense when you submit a request or an ask, feel free to send anything my way. I look forward to hearing from you all.