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sushiwriterhere · 13 days ago
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meme-ing shen bcause i can | pt.2
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sushiwriterhere · 14 days ago
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Things Ellis and Shen would talk about in the deep hours of night shift feat. stank eyes, ice coffees and Mel + text posts
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sushiwriterhere · 14 days ago
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Stethoscope stays ON during sex + text posts
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sushiwriterhere · 15 days ago
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a lil doodle
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sushiwriterhere · 15 days ago
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Dick Pics: John Shen x Reader
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Tagging: @kmc1989
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You’re already waiting for John when he steps out into the ambulance bay, a Starbucks Double Shot Espresso can in one hand and a mocha Frappuccino in the other. It’s one in the morning and you’re grabbing a breather between ambulance call outs while your partner gets some shuteye in the back of the rig.
“Heard you’re seeing someone new.” John says as he hands you the Frap bottle before taking up residence alongside you. “I also heard he’s an asshole.”
“I was seeing someone.” You admit as you pop the lid and take a swig. The rich chocolate taste blossoms on your tongue, invigorating your senses as the caffeine winds it’s way through your veins. “It turned out he was also seeing Ivy, one of the nurses on the day shift.”
“Ouch.” He winces as he pulls the tab on his own drink. “Gotta hurt.”
“It’s gonna hurt him.” You respond, your ass coming to rest upon the wall that lines the ‘decorative’ part of the hospital. “We collaborated and put the dick pics he sent on the pinboard for the med students so they can see what syphilis looks like.”
“That’s who’s they were?” He huffs out a laugh, his palm rubbing over the nape of his neck. “He’s fucking terrible with those angles, who takes one straight down the barrel? It’s not a good look for any man.”
“Philanders.” You tell him, the radio on your hip crackling with call outs to other rigs. “And you sound very well versed in the photogenics of dick pics.”
“It’s an art form.” He informs you, draining his can of coffee. “But I never send unsolicited, I don’t wanna foist my junk on some unsuspecting person eating their hoagie.”
You choke out a laugh.
“You’re a king amongst men, you know that?” You say raising your drink up in homage. “A real diamond in the rough.”
“I try.” He says before his phone chimes indicating the end of his break. He tosses his coffee can into the trash before turning to face you. “Be safe out there tonight alright? Mischief Night, it’s no joke.”
“I know.” You say, using your palm to brush your hair back so he can see the neat scar tucked in against your hairline. “Abbot stitched me up real nice last year after someone through a brick through the windshield of the ambulance.”
“Christ.” He says his fingertips brushing over the indented flesh. “Nice work through.”
“Yea, that man knows exactly what he’s doing with a needle and thread.” You say softly as his fingertips trail lower to the one at the edge of your eye socket that’s barely visible.
“And this one?” He asks, his gaze meeting yours and that’s when it happens that lightning bolt you hear about in all those romance books you read. That moment of recognition, of connection. You don’t understand because you’ve hung out with John Shen hundreds of times since he’s become an attending and although there’s always been chemistry, there’s never been intimacy, not like this.
Your radio crackles again, your call sign being hailed over the line as he pulls away and you feel the loss acutely as you take the radio off your hip.
“You can tell me later.” He tells you as he heads towards the entrance at the hospital. “Over breakfast after shift.”
“EMS don’t get the cushy shifts you doctors do.” You remind him, bring the radio to your mouth, finger resting on the button. “I’m on til 11am.”
“Alright, we’ll do brunch then.” He responds, walking backwards towards The Pitt. “You’ve got my number, text me when you’re off and I’ll come out and meet you.”
“You’ll be too tired John.” You call out across the ambulance bay.
“Baby, I’ve got stamina for days.” He informs you as he ducks back in through the entrance. “Trust me I’ll be there.”
Fuck me, you think. No unsolicited dick pics and stamina for days. You might just fall in love with this man.
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sushiwriterhere · 16 days ago
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starved.
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sushiwriterhere · 16 days ago
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I saw something about “too hot to simmer down” a while back and can’t recall if you posted somewhere? I’ve reread smoke ash fire like 4 times and am just admittedly greedy for anything you write. Tia!
omg hi anon so that was the original title of smoke ash fire and then I changed the title 😔 I’m going to reuse that title for another wip tho!!! Will post it here/ao3 for sure don’t worry <3
If you’re wanting more blurbs/etc from me I’m more active on twt - https://x.com/sushiwriterhere !!!
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sushiwriterhere · 16 days ago
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It's not a matter of matching each other's freaks. It's not even the matter of being enticed by, scared of, encouraging towards each other's freaks. With them it's the matter of putting two absolute freaks together and suddenly there being a third entire new freak. A freak that was nourished pampered parented evolved built sculpted raised eco-grown, an entire new freak that represents what those two freaks are morphed into when put together. Like both their private freaks are still there, but now there's a bunch of freaky criss-crossed bridges between them and that jungle of connections can be counted as its own entity too. Are you gobbling up what I'm smacking down
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sushiwriterhere · 17 days ago
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but you know you saved me from doin' something to myself that night.
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sushiwriterhere · 17 days ago
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some random pitt + textposts for ya
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sushiwriterhere · 18 days ago
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Anyone got that poem written from the perspective of an English teacher where they know deeply personal things about their now adult students because of the essays they wrote
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sushiwriterhere · 18 days ago
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"I can do these with my eyes closed."
JACK ABBOT & SAMIRA MOHAN in The Pitt [2/?] 1x13 — "7:00 PM"
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sushiwriterhere · 19 days ago
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The bulge is to distract you in combat dipshit
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sushiwriterhere · 19 days ago
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“when you sort of loved someone and they loved you, it’s always really difficult to let that go”
— Tracy Ifeachor talking to Gold Derby about Robby and Collins relationship
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sushiwriterhere · 20 days ago
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I love all books but sometimes you read a book and you’re like so were all 21 thousand of you blindfolded and at gun point when you rated it 5 stars
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sushiwriterhere · 20 days ago
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Standing ovation for Noah Wyle who wrote the episode of The Pitt that showed support for women's abortion rights and had positive trans representation
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sushiwriterhere · 21 days ago
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stop earning advanced degrees i need you to finish your fanfiction
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