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keep your friends close by ShowMeAHero for scribhneoirtuirseach
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV), 9-1-1 (TV)
13 Jan 2026
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“Your friend out there said you’re a paramedic?” Jack asks, backing away to move towards the selection of gauze set out on the counter.
“Yeah, what can I do?” Eddie asks, already straightening up.
“Wash your hands off, sanitize them, glove up, and come help me check on her head,” Jack instructs him, and Eddie moves to do just that.
“What should I do?” Buck asks.
“Entertain her,” Robby answers, and Eddie laughs.
“You’re good at that, Buck,” Eddie tells him. “Just start talking, you’ll find something.”
or: eddie and buck help a little girl who doesn't want them to leave once she's in jack and robby's care, so they stick around to lend a couple of hands.
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22 Feb 2026
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Ted makes it to his office in record time. He can barely stop himself before he collides with his desk, momentum carrying him forward; he whips past Trent’s desk, catches himself on his own chair, grabbing for his phone, demanding, “Hello?”
“Ted?” Lydia’s voice comes through, and she doesn’t sound angry. She sounds upset, but not angry, and Ted wants to— to collapse, to run, to do something, but he can’t. Not yet, anyway. Not until he knows. “I’m— sorry to pull you away from the match—”
“No, it’s— It’s fine, don’t worry about that,” Ted insists. “What’s going on? Everything alright?”
There’s a beat where Lydia doesn’t speak.
Then, she says, “Ted, I’m so sorry—”
Ted doesn’t hear what she says next. His ears are ringing; his stomach is twisting; his heart is pounding so hard, so fast, so roughly that he can’t focus, can’t hear, can’t even think. His mind is just replaying those four words on repeat— “Ted, I’m so sorry,” over and over and over— and he has to fight through them, past the images flooding his mind of Trent— dead, dead, dead— to choke out, “What— What happened?”
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22 Feb 2026
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For a while now, Trent's been lying to himself about some old habits that are creeping up again.
Trent is happy. It’s good, having Ted in his home, making it their home. His daughter is over the moon. But there’s a parable somewhere about a frog and a pot of water, and just having Ted around, noticing things, makes Trent suddenly feel like he’s boiling.
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22 Feb 2026
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“We're more of the love, blood, and rhetoric school. Well, we can do you blood and love without the rhetoric, and we can do you blood and rhetoric without the love, and we can do you all three concurrent or consecutive. But we can't give you love and rhetoric without the blood. Blood is compulsory. They're all blood, you see.”
― Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead
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22 Feb 2026
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Ted, however, was barely even on her radar. Aside from sharing a few of the official team account’s posts to his story, his Instagram mostly lay sad and dormant, which is why the chaotic series of reels that he’d posted overnight caught her so thoroughly off guard.
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The one where Keeley helps turn Ted into an unlikely tiktok baking star and Rebecca is completely normal about it.
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19 Feb 2026