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[benjaboyisatwink]

This is an odd one but Simon Riley or John MacTavish camping in the smokies (specifically the smokies) with their partner who’s from the area? (Yes this is because I’m from the area 😭) I’m sorry if it’s a weird request I’ve read some of your other stuff and I loved it!

it's not a weird request! Though...it did mean i had to go search what is The Smokies, and then read a bunch of reviews of the trails and various photos just because I have never went camping or hicking, and I'm not from the US lol...I hope i did it justice?

The idea was yours, and it was obvious to any camper and hicker around. It isn't that Simon and Johnny weren't managing, they have gone through worse in missions, it's the fact they're outside in the summer instead of spending their much needed time off in their home.

Well, Simon was more like that, Johnny was thriving as much as you, even if he was having to be led by you most of the time. Simon and his brooding followed suit with his own backpack, even if he didn't really want to hike on his vacation, he did enjoy seeing you and Johhny on your elements, and he didn't really mind carrying the heavier stuff if he could stay back and watch you two laugh and admire the nature around.

"Okay, so the plan..we're going up the Middle Prong Trail to see the Indian Flats Falls, then we go further towards the Appalachian Trail and stay in.." you stop on a little elevation, turning toward your two boyfriends as they follow you. "the campsite 26, the Dripping Spring Mountain, then we trek back tomorrow"

"Aye aye cap'ain"

Johnny playfully salutes you before pulling you closer and stealing a kiss. Simon just nods along to your plan, letting you lead since you're the one who's from the area, only stopping to also press and soft kiss to your lips before you turn and continue up the trail.

The next hours consist on you going ahead, warning Johnny of any slippery areas, taking photos of the wild flowers you encounter. Simon watches, and slowly, he forgets the annoyance over this whole idea; it's not hard when he sees the two people he most loves bathed in golden sunlight, smiling and calling his name, you show him a photo you took of the sun coming through the folliage and reflecting on the creek water, Johnny gives him and you little bouquets and a few wild flower, which you put behind you ear -- and convince Simon to put behind his ear too.

You feel free, and the fact you're the one leading right now, in your zone, it feels good, to share this with the other two. You take many photos, half of them of the nature and sights, the other half include Johnny laughing as he steps into the creek, the bright sun licking his skin, his shoes forgotten by the creek; Simon gazinf lovingly at small animals around the trail, which lead to a photo of him looking right at the camera -- at you -- with a flower on his ear and this soft, lovestruck look that has you melting a little.

You too take your turn going in the water; When you reach the Indian Flats Falls, you admire in awe the body of water, before taking off your shoes and stepping in, this time you and Johnny playfight a little, enjoying the cold water in the hot day, unaware of Simon, who is supposed to be taking care of your camera as you go in the water, is actually taking pictures of what he thinks must be the most beautiful sight he's ever seen -- you two laughing, glowing under the sun reflecting off the water.

You two eventually manage to pull Simon in too, who only gives in after a lot of kissing and pulling him by the hand. He hums at whatever you and Johnny yap about, too busy gazing at the two of you like the loving fool he is. It doesn't take much for the talking to quiet down and a comfortable silence to fill the space as you three sit by the fall, kissing and having a few snacks.

eventually you all reach the campsite. It is mostly empty, and you all take your time setting up camp. Lighting the fireplace and enjoying the sunset before eating your dinner. By the time the three of you finally cozy up to sleep in your tent, you have to scold many loose hands, reminding the two it's a public space. The two men grumble, but settle anyway, holding you between their warm bodies as you all hear the ever quiet of the space around you, a break from the noise all places of your lives have.

The next day, you all pack up and trek back. You're much less energized than yesterday; the way back is quieter, with a stream of comfortable chatting between the three as you get back to Simon's truck. The laughing is back when you three fill up the kitchen to make dinner together, a glass of wine open in the counter making it all that much loose. You shower and eat together, cuddled together in the living room.

"thanks for going camping with me" you murmur after eating, Johnny attacking you with kisses and Simon nuzzling against your neck as soon as the words leave you.

"Aye, stop havering, bonnie" He smirks at you, kissing you just because "Was a baw time we had there, should thank you f' showing us" "Wouldn't mind going there again, luv'. You look good when you're happy"

You don't have much time to be shy over their words, as you're being carried over to the bedroom soon after, both men ready to have a piece of you after humouring you the day prior.

[rawme-price]

No thoughts just the social difference between human!reader and werewolf!ghost....

You're in the middle of the recroom, only half-paying attention to the guys as you struggle with the clasp on your necklace. It's particularly small, a gift from your friend who doesn't wear much jewelry, and as a result you can't seem to get it to clasp properly.

"Hey, ghost," you nudge him with your foot, the werewolf sat on the other side of the couch with a book in hand. You've seen him assemble his rifle in the dark and pouring rain. "Can you help me with this?"

Before ghost can even reply, you're already placing the necklace into his palm and turning your back. "It's finicky," you inform, lifting any hair at the back of your head so it won't snag "could you clip it? My hands just won't do it."

Behind you, ghost makes a choked sound.

It's a bit of a social taboo for werewolves to turn their backs to eachother, a sort of way to show your trust in another. That's already bad enough, though ghost is close with the whole team, but what really gets him is your neck.

You baring your neck for him like a mate, waiting for his claiming bite–

"Uh? Ghost? All okay?" You ask, still holding your hair away and waiting for him to move. He's been silent for far too long now. "You're making me nervous, man, I've got a knot in my throat."

"Fuckin' christ–!" Ghost genuinely does choke that time, jerking away to hide how dangerously horny that little phrase made him.

You pause....wait.

"Not like that!!"

[total-killer-brainrot]

Ghost grunted as he lifted König by the hips and took him to the mat. Panting as he pinned the man's arm behind his back. But he didn't get a moment to catch his breath, the wind knocked out of him as König twisted and flipped him over.

He laid on his back, staring at the ceiling and gasping for breath as the giant pinned his legs apart. Too stunned to try and counter the hold. Suddenly very warm under his mask. Fuck this was hot.

König was one of the few soldiers he had ever met that was larger than him. He knew better than to rely on his own size to beat an opponent, smaller enemies can be just as skilled. But being outmatched by sheer brute force had never happened to him before. And it made him so hard he was dizzy.

"Colonel..." He muttered through grit teeth. Shifting his hips so the now very obvious chub in his pants wasn't pressing right against the Austrian. "That'll do."

He stumbled to his feet when the larger man let him up. Scrubbing a hand over his face through the mask to try and regain control of his own body. König's hand slapping down on his shoulder made him jump. The friendly clap full of power and strength even if it wasn't meant to be.

"Do not feel too bad, Leutnant. A little man like you, no chance."

König laughed. It was all in good fun after all. Just a spar among fellow soldiers.

Ghost grumbled something about lunch and rushed out of the gym. Praying no one spotted his cock straining against his joggers.

Back in his bunk Simon groaned, face pressed into his pillow, clothing and mask discarded in a trail from the door. His body curled in on itself so he could tease his fingers against his ass.

Simon had never been one to touch himself there. A few other people had, even fucked him on occasion if they felt like it. But he himself had never had the need. Much more comfortable being on top and in control. But he couldn't get the feeling out of his mind. Pinned. Helpless. At the mercy of a man impossibly bigger than him.

He slowly eased a finger inside. Shuddering as he pictured the Austrian towering over him, thick fingers spreading him open to prepare for his even thicker cock. Ghost cursed into the pillow. Squeezing his eyes shut as he curled in another finger before he was ready.

Would König go easy on him? Be gentle because he was smaller? Or would he be rough. Bruising and mean like he was in the field. Ghost wouldn't mind either.

His hips jolted forwards when the tips of his fingers brushed against his prostate. The fat tip of his aching cock dragging against the scratchy military blanket. The slew of sensations making him sob into the pillow. Clutching it with his free hand like it would save him from his own fantasies.

[orangeyellowberry]

what r ur thoughts on camboy dennis

shaking while writing this i’m so happy, please keep them coming!

———

At first it was a last resort to pay for medical school, what with his parents cutting him off when he left. But very quickly Dennis came to love being in front of the camera.

He loved the objectification of it, how sexy it made him feel. Loved all the praise (and ofc money) from his loyal fans. He especially loved his two top spenders: Jackrabbit531 and Rbinavitch12

Dennis would post a simple video of him riding a dildo, moaning loudly and feeling himself up in the morning, and have $2,000 by noon. Thanks to donations he now has a very extensive dildo collection, all with varying sizes and features.

The top post on his account is probably a collab with a twinky blond, sucking each others dicks, whining into each others mouths.

But Dennis’ favorite has to be the one where he’s pinned down by an older man he found on twitter, fucked him into the mattress with reckless abandon. Not a single moan in that video was fake.

Dennis dabbles in kinks, finds he really likes exhibitionism, and so do his viewers. The video of Dennis whining into the camera with a vibrator up his ass in the drive thru, begging himself not to cum too soon has over 10 thousand views.

He also had a small puppy series that he goes back to every once in a while, doggy ears on and butt plug tail moving with his ass.

He slows his posting but definitely doesn’t stop when he begins his rotations, and he’s really happy in emergency medicine.

His bosses are nice and the fast pace suits him. Robby and Jack keep making faces at him though, as if trying to remember him from somewhere.

and yes when they find out he gets fucked nasty. and yes it gets posted. and yes it goes viral.

[benjaboyisatwink]

It shouldn't be a surprise tat when the pittllings got together in a bar after shift with the promise of free alcohol, that they'd all end up drunk. It wasn't what the residents and attendings were planning, really, It was supposed to be a fun outing with anyone who was free after Friday shift and would be off on Saturday (though some people did go even if they weren't off the next day).

What actually started as a simple outing with the attendings and the older residents paying for drinks, ended up with them seeing live as their students, interns and even some of the residents and nurses getting way too drunk.

Nobody was complaining though, as Robby and Jack nursed their beers by the table with everyone's things, with Langdon, McKay, Garcia and Ellis, who are drinking more than the attendings, but not as much as the younger ones. They're in a casual chat, occasionally stopping when someone stops by or they watch one of the students do something stupid.

Trinity, Victoria, Samira, Mel and Dennis are all on the table beside theirs, though none of them are sat since the start of the night, having all moved to dancing or the occasional karaoke up front. They're obviously taking advantage of the fact they're getting free drinks to get properly hammered. All flushed faces, dumb smiles and loose lips.

At some point during the last three hours, they all slump back on their sits while waiting for a new round of drinks. Jack and Robby laugh and share looks as they listen to the Pittlings chat and laugh. They watch with barely concealed amusement as Samira whines about how her heels hurt her feet, Mel and Victoria starting to drunkenly discuss what song they should sing in the karaoke next, And Trinity trying to comfort Samira while Dennis slumps against his seat and giggles at everything.

"I don't wanna stop! But these heels are hurting"

"Change shoes then, You and Huckleberry wear the same size right? Steal his boots! He can do fine with heels, can't you, huckleberry?"

Santos is slurring, pointing clumsily between Samira and Dennis' feet. At the sound of his nickname, the intern perks up like a dog — much to Jack and Robby's amusement — and starts nodding along seriously, pulling off his boots and giving them to Samira.

Which is how the older men find themselves here, watching Dennis walk around with high heels, with a familiarity that makes their minds fill up with questions, but they're too busy staring to focus on that. Jack whistles at the intern, who grins and does a little twirl with his and Mel's drinks in hand, earning laugh and clapping from all the older residents and the two attendings.

Rabbot start questioning how immoral it is to take Dennis home instead of sending him off with Trinity to their place, Even more once Samira leaves and Dennis is still dancing around in heels — "It isn't that bad, is it? If we wait until morning, he'll be sober?" "Do you think he'd wear it if I buy red bottoms for him?"

[benjaboyisatwink]

Dennis has been in a bad mood — not bad, horrible, downright foul. His usual bad luck isn't helping the annoyance building since he woke up. He isn't sure what it is, but today's just the worst. Even Trin has given him space after the fifth time he snapped at her.

And it doesnt help that his boyfri— boss hasn't stopped steering him around the ED. He normally wouldn't mind it, but it's just getting on his nerves. Robby is constantly pushing him to easy cases, ordering him to take a break every hour or so, barely taking the labs Dennis is showing to him seriously. It's driving Dennis up the fucking walls.

It's only when they're all the way back to Robby and Jack's place that Dennis, annoyed, cranky and tired, finally explodes. He's trying to go slump on the couch, still in his scrubs, when Robby once again starts steering him around like he's some doll, talking about him needing a shower and eat when Dennis just wants to breathe for a second and—

"Oh would you give me a fucking break?"

Dennis all but growls out, easily stopping Robby from moving him around. Robby frowns at the snap and tries patting his boyfriend's shoulders, only to be pushed back and met with a very angry Dennis.

"I'm not a kid, Robby. I'm not dumb, not an idiot, and not some thing you can keep pushing around wherever you want. Now can you pull your head out of your fucking ass and pay attention to something more than just yourself for once?"

When Robby tries touching Dennis, his hand is slapped away and he receives a very mean — and honestly scary, scowl and glare.

Dennis moves to the living room, throwing himself on the couch and leaving Robby staring at the spot he was in.

Jack, having heard Dennis' snapping from the kitchen, walks in the hallway, a smirk an a raised eyebrow, both at amusement that Robby got ripped one out for not noticing the mood their boyfriend was in, and because when he sees Robby, his husband is completely flushed, sporting a very obvious bulge.

"So...you like when he pushes back and snaps at yo-"

"shut it"

[cyberdrream]

simon's too big and gets worried for you! 18+

"love." he says, breaking away from the soft kiss he's sharing with you. his cock is inside you, heating you, all warm and tight.

"mmh?" you ask, giving him a peck on his neck, your arms still wrapped around him like a koala.

"am i..." a pause, he hurts everything he touches, and you're so inexperienced compared to him, barely know anything he knows. "am i hurting you bird?"

your brows scrunch up, looking down at him, "si-" you say, pulling him closer to you, so your face burrows in his neck. "si, you know you could never hurt me."

"even like this?" he says, "maybe, i- i'm too big." his cheeks go red, but his eyes fill up with such sadness, you're small compared to him, of course this hurts you, how could he be this selfi-

"si-" you shake your head, holding him tight, "si, if it was hurting, i'd say something." a pause, as you take his scent in, "i love you si, you don't hurt me."

it's that that pushes him over the edge, and his cock pulses. he cums with a small whine against your skin, you can feel thick spurts of cum in you. god, it's so warm.

"s- si!" you gasp, your nails digging down into his skin. "fuckin, good boy. my best boy."

he just gives a small smile, hair mussed and cheeks flushed.

[benjaboyisatwink]

Robby has noticed Whitaker has been coming in every shift with a cup of a disgustingly sweet looking frappucino and a bag of pastries for breakfast. At first, the older man thought maybe now that Withaker was an intern, he's splurging a little — only to be immediately proven wrong when he overheard the boy groaning about no having any money to Javadi.

Then, Robby imagined maybe Santos was buying those for him, seeing the boy was bigger and healthier from when he was a student, maybe Santos liked feeding him; Though a few days later he saw her whining to Dennis about him sharing his pastries because "it's not fair you get those every day and I don't"

Robby was curious, just because he worried for his residents and interns, not because he adored the look Whitaker had when he was having a mouthfull of sweets.

It clicked for him the day Jack had a night off, he hadn't seen his best friend, and he was sure he wouldn't see him until handoff later. Which is why he immediately turned at the sound of his voice by the doors. It all fell in place as he watched Jack give a coffee and a bag of pastries to Whitaker, who smiled up at the night shift attending — Robby was waiting for the moment the jealousy would create a lump in his throat; yet, when Jack's eyes caught his and he winked, leaning in by Whitaker's ear and saying something that had the most beautiful red flush coloring the intern's face, all Robby could think of is how those two would be the death of him.

[alexisneverokay]

dennis gets really tired of being kept awake by trinity and garcia every other night very, very quickly. there are just some things you don't want to hear your best friend doing, you know? but he's far too awkward to go to her face and ask her to keep it down when theyre... when theyre having sex.

what he isn't too awkward to do however, is invite robby round. he waits until he knows trinity is asleep one night (you know, the way dennis is always asleep before he's woken up...) to let robby in. and the thing about robby is, he really, really knows how to make dennis scream. and he does just that.

dennis pretty quickly forgets all about the mission to wake trinity up and just succumbs to everything robby has to give him. he doesn't remember about trinity until he goes to the kitchen in the morning to make coffee, leaving the sleeping form of his boyfriend in bed to slumber on.

and there at the kitchen counter is trinity. bags under her eyes. hair messed up, disbelief all over her face as she looks at him. it looks like his revenge was successful.

[benjaboyisatwink]

⤷ ゛Main Masterlist! ˎˊ˗

˖⁠ ꒰ 🍮 ⁠꒱ 彡 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✩ This is a collection of my writing so far!! For a long time it was only Cod centric, so that one is veery big, but I've started posting more multifandom stuff, so whenever I post for a new fandom, I'll add the respective masterlist here! Please keep in mind all my readers are GN unless specified!˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

⋆˚✿˖° If a post is listed in the masterlist but has no link, fret not! It's probably in my drafts and I'll soon add it when I post it! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)⋆. 𐙚 ̊

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#B's thoughts → just normal posts, mostly unrelated to my writing :)

#B's favourite writers → me rebloging my favourite artist's posts

#B's lovely moots → whenever i interact with my moots!

• #B's TWINNN and #Lizzie my beloved <3 are for @gloopielizzie, I still use the other two in all reposts including hers!

#B's asks → answering asks and requests!

#B reblogs → started as me rebloging my own stuff, now it's for my reblogs that don't fall under the favourite writers or moots!

#yapping yaps / #not tagging this in the fandom lol → my writing where I didn't actually tag (and probably won't be on the masterlist)

#B's ocs → me yapping about my ocs like always

#B's rare drawings → uh yeah I'm actually an artist who also writes

✎𓂃Cod Masterlist!ˎˊ˗

⤷ Mainly X readers, but there's some ships here and there!

✎𓂃Cod Masterlist 2!ˎˊ˗

⤷ The most recent masterlist, it's also mainly X readers, with lesser posts for the time being too.

✎𓂃The Pitt Masterlist!ˎˊ˗

⤷ Mainly ships involving Dennis, but may have some headcanons added too!

➜ headers and dividers by: @/dollywons ; @/enchantings ; @/choimeong!

[benjaboyisatwink]

Dennis has crazy chapped lips. Before, it was from dehyration and stress and the general conditions of being unhoused. Now, it's because he keeps biting his lips when anxious — and still so dehydrated, Santos is telling him to buy a good water bottle so he can have fresh, chilled water and not stay his whole shift only drinking hospital coffee.

And, because his lips are always chapped, many times he'll find himself really needing some chapstick, specially when it's colder and his lips just hurt. Does he buy himself chapstick though? No, he just comes up to Trinity and asks for hers, and despite eyerolling, she always gives.

Except today she hadn't put the chapstick in her bag, and simply handed him her clear gloss. Dennis didn't even hesitate, after the first few girl's night with the other girls from PTMC, he just slapped some on and called it a day, scurrying for his next patient.

Robby had noticed something was different today, he couldn't point out what, but whitaker looked different. Robby's eyes just kept focusing back on the intern's lips, the light just seemed to be hitting right every time, because they looked soft and glossy and Robby really shouldn't be staring at his intern's lips while they're intubating a trauma patient.

the Attending kept remembering that day, trying to understand what was different about the boy. It wasn' until weeks later, it happened again. Only this time Whitaker's lips were not only looking so soft and glossy, but pinker, the type of color was really wasn't that flashy, or unnatural, but it reminded Robby of kiss redden lips — which he really shouldn't be thinking about while helping his intern who was elbows deep in someone's chest.

It came to an end when Robby just couldn't think straight anymore, eyes more focused on Whitaker's lips moving rather than the labs the younger doctor was listing. He pulled Whitaker aside, watching how those lips moved as the younger boy sputtered and followed him, frowning.

"Did…something happen?" Robby says, finally looking a those big blue eyes, Whitaker shakes his head, ready to ask Robby what he meant when the chief's thumb swipped over Whitaker's bottom lip, spreading the gloss over his skin.

Maybe Dennis was going crazy, is he having a wet dream? Why the hell is Robby thumbing at his glossy bottom lip and why does those brown eyes look so dilated? He thinks he's about to pass out when Robby speaks again

"your lips are very red today, I just.." he cleared his throat, as if suddenly noticing how foward he was being and pulling away, crossing his arms "did something happen?Or you got hurt…?"

Oh. OH. Dennis cursed it all in his head, yeah, he probably should've asked if Mel's gloss has any tint to it, but Trinity was off today and his lips were starting to hurt.. He explains it to Robby, only stuttering over half his words before he manages to sheepishly admit he hadn't thought if the gloss was colored and that he was used to Trinity's being completely clear.

Robby just nodded, grunting something and patting Whitaker to go back to work, the intern scurrying away enthusiastically, happy to flee whatever that was and wish for the ground to swallow him whole.

Gloss, Robby wasn't sure if he ever found that attractive before, but now he definitely needs to rethink it if the young doctor wearing some gloss will have Robby unable to think of anything else. And to buy Dennis some damn chapstick unless he ends up kissing the gloss of the younger's lips in he middle of the er.

[benjaboyisatwink]

Inspired by this post my lovely @bibbidb00 sent me….I..I don't even know what this is, I'v been pitt pilled and kind of trying to get it out by writing a bit- and this post just had me grinning :))

There are bets, Like there always is in the Pitt, the most recent one? When will Robby ask the mouse boy from Pedes out?

It started innocent, like all things do. See, there was a new first ear intern in Pedes, there wasn't much talk about him, really — Dr. Whitaker was good with kids, specially the quiet, scaredy ones. Robby and the rest of the Pitt hadn't really met the young doctor until they needed to involve Pedes in a case of a little girl, quiet, shy, who flinched all the time and stared with big scared eyes at any doctor or nurse that tried talking to her. She seemed scared, but not exactly hurt.

Robby didn't really expect Pedes to send in someone, much less for it to be who he saw. A mousey boy, in his twenties, with a sweet little smile, pink scrubs and little colofrul bracelets. Big blue eyes locked with Robby's, stepping closer, he introduced himself — "um..Hi, I'm Whitaker, you must be DR. Robinavitch, right? I was told of a case with a little girl..?"

Robby would like to say he wasn't distracted by the boy's blue eyes and soft blonde curls, he'd be lying. He stared for a moment, taking the other in — weirdly enough, despite looking up at Robby expectantly, the younger man doesn't rush the chief for an answer until he snaps himself out of it, a red hue colowing his cheeks and nervosly brushes a hand through his hair, keeping his hands on the back of his head for a second.

"Uh..yes, yeah. Yeah, she's right here" He focuses back on his job, feeling a bit breathless as the mouse boy let out a soft, awkward laugh.

Dr. Whitaker is incredible, Robby leans against the doorframe of the room the kid is in, watching as the young doctor talks, confident, soft, sweet; he manages to get the little girl to talk, not just that, the small kid jumps to his arms, crying on his shoulder about her mama. Robby is too old for this, he knows it, but the fluorescent light of the room doesn't seem so hard on the soft doctor comforting a crying girl.

Whitaker soon enough manages to find out the girl's mom was in the er, and in the confusion, got lost. Robby — acting like he wasn't just staring longingly at the intern — helps the young man take the girl to her mother's room, where her father sighs in relief and thanks both doctors.

Robby, for some reason he doesn't want to admit to, turned to thank the young doctor — anything to keep the sweet boy for a few seconds more — praising Whitaker's performance like he'd do with his own interns (maybe a little more), reveling in the soft chuckles and pink tint to the boy's cheeks. He even cracked a few jokes, fully knowing if Dana or Jack saw him, he'd never hear the end of their teasing about acting like a lovesick teen. Though any of those thoughts fled his mind as he saw Whitaker laugh, not just his quiet, polite chuckle, but a full laugh, eyes squeezing shut as he looks up at Robby.

"oh.." he giggles, shaking his head "you're funny, Dr. Robinavitch. Good to see the ED had such a good chief"

As if to emphasize his point, he reaching in his back pocket and gives Robby a sticker. It's a Snoopy sticker with "Keep it up, superstar!" written on it. If asked, Robby would say he just thought endearing the young intern kept stickers for his patients, but his too genuine smile as he say his goodbyes to Dr. Whitaker and the new sticker on the Chief Doctor's Thermos were definitely noticed by everyone.

Now, the whole department loves to see Pedes being called up, because it means Dr. Whitaker will come down, and everyone in the pitt would enjoy the scene of Dr. Robby fumbling and flirting with the mousey boy. Not even Dana and Jack complained — not when they saw the lightness on Robby's shoulders and how the boy obviously knows how to calm the man when he's in the verge or breaking. Jack silently noted how instead of going up to the roof, Robby has taken a liking to the Pede's floor.

But for now, he and Dana have a US$100 bet on "they're already together and Robby is just a loser". It isn't cheating that they know the truth before everyone else, surely.

[bibbidib00]

hihihihi 🫶🏻

[laceoddity]

throw away thought cus I saw a tweet but Dennis who works in Pedes and Rabbot who's absolutely obsessed with him and keeps sneaking upstairs during their lunch break to bother him and convince him to have a baby with them

This isn´t good for them.

They´re aware of how old they are, so old even that they should be past the midlife crisis point. But here they are, watching a 27 year old boy, young enough to be their son, sweetly talking to a baby with nothing short of awe.

They know that they´re to old to have kids. That´s what they have to tell themselves again and again when they see the angel that works in Pedes. And they can´t stay away from him either.

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It started during a particularly busy shift, courtesy of Shen saying the Q- word again. Robby got tasked with bringing a kid up to Pedes and while he pretended to be annoyed, he couldn´t pretend that he didn´t relish in these rare moments when he got to interact with a kid that wasn´t dying. It came with a kind of melancholy, knowing he was good with kids, knowing that in another life, he would have been a good father.

He got up to the Pedes floor and was met by an unfamiliar face. A beautiful boy came up to him, almost floating with how light his steps were. Robby couldn´t remember if he had ever been that unburdened. Sometimes he felt like he had always been too old and broken for this, any of it.

The pretty boy took the child from him gently and thanked him for coming up himself. Their arms met during the exchange and Robby felt burned, skin tingling where he had been touched.

The boy took a step back and the older man felt struck at the sight of him with the kid. It felt like looking at a memory of a happy moment. Like the boy was meant for this, like Robby was too. Dennis, as he later found out, smiled gently and went back to work.

Robby was needed downstairs, had his own life to get back to, but he couldn´t help but stand there for just a while longer, imagining a world where that was his kid the boy was carrying.

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He told Jack that night, guilt consuming him. It felt dirty, the ultimate stereotype of wanting to impregnate a young thing, leaving something in this world other than his old bones (and a piece of metal in my case, Jack added)

Jack tried to understand where this was suddenly coming from, he thought Robby had gotten over that crisis a long time ago. He asked him about going to therapy again, but Robby stopped him before he could finfish that thought.

"You have to go see him too, then you´ll understand."

Jack doubted it, having never really wanted kids, or a young boytoy for that matter, but agreed.

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Now they´ve found themselves on the Pedes floor again, for the 3rd time this week, for the 5th week in a row. The nurses hate them, taking up space and being distracting.

But they just stay there, watching their boy.

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uh idk is dis gud? idk feels weird hope u enjoy

[puppydogwhitaker]

hucklerabbot nervous virgin dennis. that’s it. that’s the prompt. ❤️

“i-um-i’m nervous it’ll be over fast. like, ridiculously fast,” dennis stammered out.

be comforting, robby, he told himself. don’t be obviously horny about that.

jack beat him to it, “that would be ok, sweetheart. we’re not expecting a performance or anything. we just want your first time to be good for you.”

“so if i….” dennis couldn’t complete his thought. this stuff was so embarrassing to talk about out loud at the fucking kitchen table.

“-come,” jack said for him.

dennis nodded and look at his lap, “yeah, that. if i do that quickly, you won’t laugh, or anything, right?”

jacks face was sincere when he responded, “we’d never laugh at you.” he went to grab dennis’s hand and then looked at his husband to reaffirm. when it became obvious robby was just going to keep his head down to hide his red cheeks, jack decided to expose him to move this all along a little better. “robby would think it’s hot. the possessive bastard likes the idea of teaching you everything. you’ve awoken a sort of virgin kink in him,” he whispered the last part like it was just between them.

robby’s mouth dropped open a bit. “jack!”

“notice how he doesn’t deny it,” jack kept looking at dennis’s face going through the motions of processing that. the shock turning into consideration, turning into relief and excitement.

“that actually makes me feel a lot better.”

[etherealizzie]

price was shameless when it came to you. no matter how far you were, he’d always always finds a way to make his doll happy.

which is why you have your phone propped up to your ear, fingers deep into your cunt while you hear the obscene schlick, schlick, schlick— you’re unsure if that’s your pussy or price’s dick over the phone. he's deployed on a mission, too goddamn far and you needed him bad.

“sound so good for pa, lovie.” he pants into the phone, voice gravely and staticky. “miss my baby’s pussy, need to fill you up when you get back.”

and you fucking melt, your thumb rubbing at your clit while you whine through the call.

“haah— please, need you so bad—“ your head rolls back as you begin humping your hand. just out of sheer desperation.

fuck, you’d never needed a man more than you needed price. especially right now, when he was a whole world away from you. you missed his mean fucking hands and god, he was always so thorough with you.

his fingers fucked you too well, it wasn’t the same anymore.

“yeah? tell me more, baby.”

and fuck, you need him to be home now so you can show him how much you want it.

[rawme-price]

👉👈

bee hybrid of some sort that gets Real agitated, like just wont calm down, price blowin cigar smoke in their face to get them to chill the hell out

Okay teeechnically smoke doesn't calm down bees...lovebugs, however? Whoo boy.

Imagine being a lovebug hybrid working with price, and he's infuriating as hell to work with. After a particularly rough mission, you find your captain, wings buzzing with irritation.

"Captain, that mission was dead from the start and you knew it–" you hiss, looking up at him. Your hands shake with anger, thinking back to the ambush "we could have died–"

"You didn't though, did you?" Price replies casually, grabbing a cigar as if this were a friendly chat between comrades. He lights it up, takes a smooth drag.

"That's not the point, sir! We–"

Your mind goes blank when price exhales smoke into your face. An obvious, clear gesture of complete dismissal and disrespect. Unfortunately, your instincts pick up on the smoke, and you feel like you've just been hit hard with pheromones.

Price assumes your sudden exit is storming off, smiling to himself at how easy it is to dismiss you. In reality, you're ducking into your barracks for the most furious wank of your life.

Still angry at price, with the smell of his cigars rolling around your lungs, you cum to the thought of riding your captain until he cries.

...you decide to not think about that, and hope that whatever weird connection just formed in your brain doesn't cause problems later.