Aimless homosexuality

my whitaker-centric Pitt page. hucklerobby/hucklerabbot 21. he/him. 🗣🇬🇧🇨🇵🇮🇹 frequent whitaker puppy poster 🐶

[puppiegracie]

s3ep3 being written and directed by noah wyle can only mean one thing. robby piss scene. (in which dennis whitaker follows him in to hold it while he pees)

[wetcatwhitaker]

Hucklerabbot thoughts again 💭💭

Dennis is a very cold person, he’s always complaining about how cold it is no matter how many layers he has it’s never enough, he has to have more than 3 blankets to feel comfortable and his hands are constantly cold.

Robby is a very hot person, he’s warm no matter what and has to sleep in only boxers otherwise he’s sweating. He has a singular blanket that normally ends up kicked off anyways from his body heat.

Jack is an almost in the middle, he’s never too hot or too cold his body warmth is at at an all time normal, he balances out Dennis and Robby

I imagine Robby as little spoon with Dennis in the middle and Jack as big spoon as Dennis cools off Robby while Dennis is warmed by both Jack and Robby together. They still have a singular blanket that is thrown around like crazy during the night.

[lilkitschcreature]

my humble offering to puppy whitaker tumblr 🥺💙

[articianne]

🥇 favoritism

[splattergutz]

he wants to suck those fingers so bad

[alexisneverokay]

as seen from the paddleboard

[alexisneverokay]

yes yes yes robby belly, but consider *dennis* having a little belly... robby's kissing him all over one day, and he discovers the tubby little swell in his boy's midsection, all soft and smooth and warm. he tears up as he nuzzles and pets at it, almost sobbing as he realises that dennis is finally getting to a healthy weight after being homeless- that his dennis is finally going to be okay. from then on, robby kisses his boy's chubby belly every morning and evening, checking and checking again that he's healthy.... under robby's hands, he always is.

[alexisneverokay]

thinking about little dennis who just lovessss for his daddy to read stories to him. he adores when his caregiver just swaddles him up and holds him in his lap, all safe and cozy and suckling on his pacifier, and reads to him. it always makes the baby so sleepy so quickly, and he's out like a light in ten minutes flat.

the stories aren't even children's stories either- despite the fact robby owns all the classics for his little boy, denny isnt interested. he doesn't want to be able to understand what his daddy is saying, or be able to follow the story. he likes when his daddy reads to him from something difficult and adult, the baby's struggle to understand only emphasising how small he was, and how much he needed taking care of.

best of all was when daddy read to him in russian, a language he'd learnt from his grandmother, because then there was no hope of denny catching a single word. he'd suckle and squirm and smile, and fall asleep whilst cradled and doted on. daddy had him, no need for him to know challenging words- his russian flowed gently and his low, deep voice had dennis melting into him.

robby knew, of course. he'd deliberately pick convoluted medical or philosophy books, and choose the most complex passages to soothe his little one. if his baby needed to be reminded that he was only a little thing, helpless and small in brain and body, then that would happen. best of all if he could tuck dennis's teeny hands into some mittens and his head into a pastel blue hat, further swaddling his babe as he read.

little denny would go boneless and dreamy in minutes. robby loved it too- his boy needed him, and he would provide as a caring and attentive daddy. hard books it would be.

[alexisneverokay]

[alexisneverokay]

actively messaging the mutuals while on a paddleboard on the sea

pitt waits for no one

[sh5]

they just let you draw anything these days

[bexie-n-things]

robby fucking dennis nice and slow after a rough shift (i love it when robby manhandles denny, but my period is being a little bitch-ass and i need comfort asap)

right there? i love when your nose scrunches and eyes go all hazy when i aim riiight here. robby smiles as he moves his cock deep inside dennis’ cunt.

it had been a rough shift for both men—short staffed and too many losses to count. the last thing either of them needed was rough sex or anything that required them to make much effort.

dennis’ noises were quiet and breathless, his features scrunching when he felt the tip of robby’s cock nudge against the spongy spot that made him lose any resolve and tension.

g-gonna cum, daddy… p’ease? i c-can cum? dennis nearly cooed, leaning into his attending’s warm palm when his cheek was cupped and caressed.

robby hummed in acknowledgement, not bothering to move his hips any faster or rougher. he knew his puppy would be able to cum from the slow pace just the same.

as long as dennis’ needy hole was filled with his daddy’s cock, he was the happiest puppy in the world.

(sorry it’s so short, besties)

[darlinghearted]

🚨RPF BELOW THE CUT. DLDR. 🚨

It’s way too late for Noah to be up, honestly. He needs to be up early for an interview, but sleep evades him. He’s always had trouble sleeping in hotel beds, but this goes beyond that. He’s staring at his phone, scrolling mindlessly like he tells his kids all the time not to do. Suddenly, he gets a notification. 

Gerran Howell sent a voice note

His brow furrows. They’ve texted back and forth before, of course, but he’s never gotten a voice note from him before. He decides he’ll listen to it in the morning, since if there was a real emergency Gerran would have called him. The minutes tick by, nothing of much interest appearing on his feed. Then, maybe ten or so minutes later, another text from Gerran. 

Gerran Howell: Oh my God please don’t listen to that

His interest is piqued. 

Gerran Howell: That wasn’t meant for you 

Gerran Howell: I’m so sorry

Gerran Howell: It’s late and I just clicked the first Noah that came up in my contacts list

Gerran Howell: It won’t let me unsend it

Gerran Howell: I’m really sorry. Please don’t listen to it. 

Now, Noah likes to think of himself as a good boss. A good person. But at the same time, he does not delude himself into believing he is perfect. Everyone makes mistakes, everyone slips up sometimes. For him, the slip up is more of a tumble down a rocky cliff, but nonetheless. He’s watched the edits, he’s seen the fanart. And in the back of his mind, he can’t help but imagine that it’s not Dennis and Robby, but rather himself and Gerran. What would it be like to kiss those pretty pink lips? Bury his face in that nest of blond curls? Wrap his hands around that little waist and squeeze?

He shouldn’t. It’s not right. But it’s not like he’ll know. It’s not like he’ll somehow understand the social crime that Noah’s about to commit. He grabs his headphones from the bedside table, quickly plugging them in. His thumb hesitates over the play button, knowing how inappropriate this is. He doesn’t care as much as he should. 

At first, it’s silent. The rustling of sheets can faintly be heard in the background, and Noah’s mind immediately conjures an image of Gerran lying in bed, maybe wearing some oversized shirt and boxers. He takes a deep breath. The younger’s voice splits the silence. 

“Y’know, I really thought you hated me, when we met at the club.” Interesting. He really hadn’t pegged Gerran as someone who went clubbing a lot, much less the type to hook up with people from there. The blond continues. 

“My friend, the one with that stupid meatball shirt,” That’s absolutely Isa, “she made me go over to you after you bought me that drink.”

Noah vaguely wondered where this was going. What was the point of reaching out to a random hookup after midnight, especially if it had been a good deal of time since?

“It’s a bit dangerous, for me, hooking up with random guys. Especially in LA.” Oh, that was new. I mean, he had suspected, but that didn’t mean he knew for certain. Then again, he had said that he had clicked on the first contact named Noah, but nowadays it could be argued that it could be a gender neutral name. He had seen a movie not too long ago with the main character being a girl named Noah. If memory served, Sebastian Stan had been a very terrible boyfriend in it. 

“I just… I dunno, you drew me in. You look… oh, this is horrible to admit…” Noah perks up immediately. Before, Gerran had been smoother, more confident. But he could practically hear the blush in his voice now. 

“I wanted you so badly because…” there’s a long sigh “because you look like my boss.”

What the fuck. What. the fuck. This can’t be real. It shouldn’t be. He’s gonna wake up in the morning and this will all be a dream. But if it is, it’s a weirdly realistic one, and Gerran is still talking. So Noah keeps listening. 

“Same name, too.” There’s a laugh in his voice. “I keep imagining us in that little dingy bathroom. I can’t believe I let you do that shit.”

Noah’s mind fills with even more filthy images. Gerran on his knees with a cock (his own) down his throat. The boy bent over the sink, desperate and gaping. He barely stifles a groan. There’s the sound of a zipper, and Noah shuts his eyes, his cock filling up. 

“You felt so fucking good. I was… I was so full, you don’t understand. Felt you in my throat.” Gerran’s voice is just a bit breathy, and Noah cherishes it. Why couldn’t it have been him making the younger feel like that? 

“I’ve been thinking about it so much. I can’t— I’ve never done something like that.” Something like what? It didn’t sound like it had been his first time with a man, so the question of what had happened in that bathroom tantalized Noah. 

“But it felt so good. Just being a stupid puppy.” Oh, Jesus. Noah squeezes himself over his sweatpants, trying not to cum. Of course he had seen the comparisons online, but this was so different. 

“Puppy— ah—“ If he listens hard, he can hear the sounds of Gerran pumping himself. He wishes more than anything that he could see it in person. “Puppies need direction, y’know? A-and I’ve been doing research. So many videos of puppies being good for their Daddies.”

They are going to find Noah’s dead body in the morning. Cause of death: Gerran Middlename Howell. He needs that boy in his bed, presenting like a real pup, whining for Daddy to fuck him full. He’d read so many fanfictions like this, ones of Dennis and Robby. It couldn’t compare to this. 

“I want my Daddy, Noah. I want— oh, God!— I want my Daddy to fuck me, to give me everything. I want him so bad, please.” He sounds like he’s crying, and Noah nearly cums right there. He probably looks so pretty when he cries. Little hiccuped “Daddy!”s and sniffles and those big eyes wet with tears. 

The voice message continues, with Gerran getting more and more desperate. He loses all sense, just babbling and begging and crying. 

“‘m gonna cum, Noah, please! Please, Daddy, I need it, need you so bad, please, please!” It’s like a drug, hearing his name begged like that. 

eugh this is bad but whateverrrr @puppiegracie

[alexisneverokay]

our septic system thanks you

[alexisneverokay]

for real though, dennis whitaker just has the look and overall demeanor of someone who would feel a whole lot more settled, and a whole lot less anxious, if he just let someone bend him over and give him many, many prostate orgasms. he's a man who needs something (or someone) up his ass and deep in his guts right now.

[puppiegracie]

puppy is an all-time favorite but robby definitely cycles through several pet names that are literal pet names. puppy, bunny, mouse, the occasional kitty, even— (when dennis rubs his cheek against robby's palm, just like a little kitty, huh? so cute.)

robby claims he tries to be subtle at work but he really isn't, and the entire staff has to pretend they don't hear the intern being dubbed pup, bunny, etc. trinity finally breaks after robby comes over to check in on dennis with a how's my little mouse doing?

trinity scoffs as soon as he's gone, wrinkling her nose in disgust at a blushing, embarrassed dennis. what the fuck kinda small creature are you gonna be next, huh? 'my little guinea pig'?

[alexisneverokay]

"noah wyle himself FIRED supriya because he's a racist!" provide me with concrete evidence if you want me to believe that.

"noah wyle HATES and ABUSES his female costars on the pitt because he HATES women!!" provide me with concrete evidence if you want me to believe that.

"noah wyle is JEALOUS of shawn hatosy for being more popular than him!" provide me with concrete evidence if you want me to believe that.

"the pitt is noah wyles VANITY PROJECT and he just wants FAME!!" provide me with concrete evidence if you want me to believe that.

provide me with *any* genuine evidence to any of these claims and i might listen to them. but there never is. there is zero evidence for *any* of these things- and mountains of evidence for the opposite, in fact. all actual evidence points to him being universally loved and respected. dont waste peoples time with this hateful bullshit. its embarrassing for you.