[whitsantos-twinism-truther]

rabbot family planning <3

[orlovbats]

Robby arrives back from his sabbatical late at night. When Dennis yelps that he'll pack his bag and get out of his hair, Robby insists that he stays for a final night and enjoy a glass of Alberta Premium with him.

Having never been much of a drinker, Dennis only sips at his share. Robby, to compare, pours himself healthy helpings and swigs them back with ease. Dennis wonders if this is a new habit he'd picked up while on the road. The alcohol, it seems, makes him chatty.

"When I was out there, riding," Robby says slowly. His words are somehow both slurred and precise. "I thought about my wife waiting for me at home. My wife keeping my bed warm. My wife."

Dennis stares at him. No other person has been waiting for Robby in his home or sleeping in his bed. No other person but him.

"Did you... like this thought?"

Slowly and unsteadily, Robby reaches out and touches his cheek. There's a strange sort of sadness in his eyes. It looks a lot like longing. "It's the reason I came home."

It's some weeks later that Dennis has the day off when Robby is working. He times everything exactly right so that when Robby returns he will...

"Dennis?" He whispers from the doorway.

A steak sizzles enticingly on a round, warm plate. Vintage jazz floats free from the radio. Dennis pours a glass of Alberta Premium, and holds it out to Robby.

"Welcome home," he says. "I've been waiting for you."

[frijolebean]

Dognatural? 🐾🪶

[paulacheshire]

I freaking love them, help me.

[tiptapismellbullcrap]

Robby comes back from sabbatical and sees that dennis is besties w Baran and theres comments about her staying over night and he is seething w jealousy

He spends a lot of his first shift back in his own mental competition w Baran forDennis’ attention (not like its hard for him)

At the end of their shift, Robby grabs Dennis in the ambulance bay, and asks if the kid wants to go grab dinner with him, prefaces that it can be something quick and easy, as a thank you for taking care of his place. He tries not to feel too good about himself when the invite is gladly accepted.

Its over some greasy fast food on Robby’s sofa that Dennis speaks over a mouthful, “I’m really glad you invited me for dinner. Al-hashimi was coming to the apartment, and, and this is nothing against her, i just don’t know how much longer I can take it, y’know?”

And, oh? Is Dennis already sick of the relationship? Maybe he’s a fucked up person, but he can’t help the smirk that spreads on his face, subtly trying to disguise it behind a sip of his drink. Seems like he has a shot after all. “Oh? How long has it been going on for?” He doesn’t want to know, but he needs to know what he’s competing against.

“Only a month or so, but it has been a lot, you know? There have been a couple nights I’ve had to hide out here.”

Should he be concerned? Probably. But, “well, you have my spare key, you can keep this as your little hideout if you need it.”

“You don’t mind?”

And, fuck him, Dennis is looking at him with those sweet, wide blue eyes, up through his lashes with that sweet hopeful look on him. Robby clears his steadily tightening throat, “uh, yeah, whenever you want. Besides, the company will be good for me.”

Dennis chuckles at that, before shifting shyly, “do you mind if I stay over tonight?”

Damn, this kid really wants out. Hopefully Robby can give him a reason. He lets out a breathy laugh, “you sure she won’t mind?”

Dennis seems to deflate a little, laughing a little, “Please, Trinity’ll be glad to get rid of me. She’s always complaining how I’m ruining date night with Baran, never mind the fact she’s over every other night.”

Oh. Oh!

Robby’s an idiot.

Well, at least he doesn’t have to break up a relationship anymore.

He shifts his leg to knock against Dennis’s, “Well, I’ll be happy to have you.” He relishes in the blush that brings to Dennis’s cheeks.

[snoopyliciousworld]

cw: (slight) implied sexual content, VERY slight mention of vomit

chapter 7

July 8th — 10:42 am

8:50 pm

“I made twelve fricking cookies. I was gonna store them and take the rest to work when my weekend ended but me and Trin ended up eating them all in one sitting.” Dennis narrates the tales from last nights hangout to Robby excitedly, all while Robby gazes at him fondly. “And I bought two bottles of shitty wine and I’m a lightweight so boom, drunk.” Dennis grimaces as he remembers the horrid memories of his texts to Robby.

“Well I know I said I’d forget about it, but since you’re bringing it up, I’d say I enjoyed drunk Dennis.” Robby speaks through a grin and Dennis groans exasperatedly and buries his head in his hands. “Noooo drunk Dennis is fucking stupid!” He cries out and Robby lets out a hearty laugh, body shaking as he throws his head back.

“What’s the most stupid thing you’ve done when you were drunk?” Dennis asks curiously, eyebrows quirked weirdly as he looks at Robby expectantly. Robby huffs and hesitates before he decides to speak. “I guess it’d be the time I got so ridiculously drunk during med school, that I threw up on a guy while I was…you know.” Robby shrugs and leaves Dennis to fill in the blanks. But Dennis, ever so oblivious, had no clue what Robby was implying. Dennis frowned and questioned. “I…don’t know?” He trailed nervously. Robby raises his eyebrows before huffing out a laugh. “Huh, I guess you haven’t heard about me. Well, while I was giving a random guy a blow job, I threw up all over his dick. I never drunkenly hooked up with anyone again.”

Robby’s confession slams through Dennis. Dennis had no idea Robby swinged that way, that’s why he was so hesitant to believe Trinity’s theory of Robby flirting with him. Dennis felt his mind crash as he connected the dots. The guy’s bed Dennis had been sleeping in, who he believed would find his attraction to men odd, was attracted to men himself. The guy Dennis almost got off to a few times, but always stopped in account of assuming his heterosexuality, also liked guys.

“It’s called bisexuality kid. Ever heard of it?” Robby cut through, making Dennis realise he’d been zoning out for over a minute. “No! I mean yeah but it’s not that it’s just—I didn’t know. But uhm yeah no I mean I’m gay so like yeah.” Dennis rambled nervously, not knowing what to do with himself. Coming out to his boss so randomly was not his plan at all, let alone over a video call, but here he was.

Suddenly, the signs seemed clear as day, and the flirtation felt all too real now. “Cute.” Robby said fondly, and Dennis felt the buzz of his words spread through his body and down his core, making him feel warm and so bothered. Dennis jokingly rolled his eyes and grumbled under his breath, earning a teasing chuckle from Robby. “But yeah, that is horrible. It clears my drunk texts. I truly feel bad for you.” Dennis teases, speaking animatedly as he barely contained his giggles. Robby could only groan and roll his eyes.

“Anywayyyy, we’re going out to celebrate Vic’s birthday in a few days. I’m definitely getting hammered and god I hope I don’t text you again.” Dennis exaggerates, desperate to maintain dignity around his boss. “Oh but I like drunk Dennis.” Robby spoke in a sultry tone, as if aware of the effect it had on Dennis. “You’re very annoying.” Dennis sticks his tongue out, playing it off childishly to crack through the tension. “But you like it, don’t you?” Robby continues to flirt, as if he knew exactly what was running through Dennis’s head. As if he knew Dennis was still doubtful and was absolutely dedicated to make sure Dennis knows that yes, Robby actually is flirting with him. Dennis flushed but forced a stable tone, wanting to seem unaffected when it really was the opposite.

“That is very presumptuous of you, Dr. Robby.” Dennis unintentionally flirted back, sirens blaring through his head.

WHATTHEFUCKWHATTHEFUCKWHATTHEFUCKWHATTHEFUCK.

“Not bad kid, you sure know how to bite back.” Robby praises and Dennis blooms under it, all wide eyed and toothy grins.

The remaining night goes by with them throwing quips at each other, flirting and just talking about life in general. With every other phrase that fell out of Robby’s mouth, Dennis was slowly more convinced of Trinity’s theory and he couldn’t figure out whether to freak out or enjoy it while it lasted.

He pushed the thought away as they stayed on the phone for almost two hours.

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[vvildside]

dennis wearing undershirt that looks like a little too big for him so let's all manifesting it's from robby's closet yeahhhhhhh

[sillylittleq-s]

victoria being scared shitless when she's on her way to meet trinity's parents. she didn't realize that her girlfriend's parents lived in pittsburgh. trinity has a smug ass look on her face as she pulls up to her parents house while victoria is having a nervous breakdown internally.

santos the respectful daughter she is barges into the house, victoria trailing behind her, as they get to the kitchen, victoria is shocked to see her chief attending, dr robby, and the night shift attending, dr abbot, standing there, finishing dinner, and now she's SUPER confused.

she's supposed to be meeting her girlfriend's parents why the hell are her bosses here?!?!?! trinity did not inform her that she's not on speaking terms with her actual parents and "forced" the couple to basically adopt her. (those old fucks are exactly where they want to be) (they love their lesbian daughter) (jack literally birthed her)

[from-the-abbot-to-the-pope]

Hucklerabbot Smau

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[daintynekoo]

They’re never beating the sibling allegations

[goshiki-ng]

There's something so interesting to me about Dennis having a happy functional family and he's just like that. His brothers teased him growing up sure, but they also sent him any money they could spare during med school. Growing up Dennis wasn't bullied because he had two older brothers to take care of him. Not that his younger brother didn't help the kid was 5'8 at 11 years old and muscular from the farm.

Mary, Dennis beautiful loving mother. The woman who kissed his cuts and tucked him in at night. Teaching him and his brothers how to sew because they shouldn't expect anyone else to do it for them. She taught him love and understanding. Telling Dennis from a young age God doesn't judge so he shouldn't either and truly living by it.

Johnny, the best father Dennis could ask for. Who never made the boy feel small. The man who would kiss his son's cheek and forehead even as he grew older. All his sons knew if you're in trouble you call daddy, because he taught them to.

Even now as Dennis stood in the hospital, his family gathered around his brother's hospital bed, Dennis knew love. Granted his brother had only broken his leg. An injury he acquired after attempting to climb a tree.The absolutely shocked looks he kept getting from the staff was a little confusing though. At least 5 nurses had pulled him aside to ask if he was ok. Of course he was, Dennis got to see his favourite people.

It suddenly clicked when the man was pulled aside by trinity. "Are you like good?" her words were bored but she was shifting on her feet glancing towards Dennis's family.

"Yes i'm fine" huffing slightly and sick of people asking now "why does everyone keep asking that it's just a broken bone"

Trinity furrowed her brows "no Den like are you ok with them being here? cause like you know."

Dennis's brows furrowed slightly in confusion "yes of course why would i be-" his face dropping in shock shuffling closer as he whispered "Jesus christ trinity i wasn't abused." Causing her to blink in shock her brain trying to compute the words. Face going from realisation to confusion to judging.

"oh so you're just like that by choice then"

[helvyeah1]

acts of service

[whateverfuckleberry]

michael texts dennis, 'we need to talk.'

dennis freaks out - automatically thinking the worst - and texts back, 'are you breaking up with me???'

michael answers, 'what? no im at the store. how many avocados do you want me to get? also im torn between making spaghetti or shepherds pie tonight, which would you rather?'

and then michael realizes the severity of dennis' question and hits the call button quick. they figure out what to make for dinner, chicken marsala, and dennis explains that there are just somethings you're supposed to or not supposed to text your boyfriend whose over 20 years your junior.

he goes into extreme detail and robby is baffled to say the least. he also feels relief that he just so happens to send good morning and good night texts every day they're not together, even without knowing about that simple texting rule.

he wouldn't ever want to unknowingly make dennis feel uncared for.

[castieltheangel1967]

I saw someone make one of Dean and it inspired me to make one of my beautiful Cas :33

[highconsistency]

read my original post of this work here <3

mute dennis/deaf trinity siblingism at the pitt where dennis works as a social worker who is often assigned cases with trinity due to their expertise in asl.

they’re a power team and have helped many of hearing impaired people and families in their joint efforts to receiving the care they need. some would say that being partners at work strengthened their bond even more than it already was.

being one of the only few people in the hospital who knew/was fluent in asl, they used that to their advantage constantly. talking shit about coworkers and patients had never been easier. around the patients, they’d keep their faces neutral so that they’d just assume they were talking about important medical matters so as trinity is nodding solemnly to dennis’ signs, the patient in the bed who they were talking about had no idea he was telling trinity how much this guy fucking sucks, he probably deserved to be shot with that firecracker.

the people around them got used to their nuances and often didn’t spare them a second glance as their hands talked wildly with each other while trinity cackled out loud as dennis slammed his hand over the desk with an ecstatic grin.

like siblings do, they’d get into little tiffs all the time. trinity would often turn her back on dennis when he was talking to her so she’d really get the last word and dennis would stomp off to an empty trauma bay and squeeze his eyes shut as he locked the door to stop from hearing anything else she had to say.

once, during an extremely slow spell in the ed, their arguement became more heated than normal. they sat at the charge nurse station while dana was off on a smoke break, arguing about the pile of clothes dennis left outside his room.

it started out just like a normal argument, fast hands and exasperated expressions. dennis swearing it had only been there since yesterday and trinity pulling up photos she took last week of the start of the sock pile.

that was one fucking sock

and it always starts out as ‘one fucking sock’

why do you even care so much, it’s not even in your way

because it’s an eyesore, dennis

you’re a fucking eyesore

i’m kicking you out of my apartment

i’d like to see you try, you’d miss me too much

you think extremely highly of yourself

only because you’ve given me reason to

“no i fucking haven’t,”

yes you fucking have

“why, because i’ve let you borrow my shit a few times?”

what about letting me sleep in your room when you’ve had a nightmare?

“you’re so lucky no one else can read your stupid fucking hands”

why? so i couldn’t tell people how much you actually love m-

trinity grabbed dennis’ fingers, squeezing him until a small whine bubbled out of his throat.

“shut your mouth, huckleberry,” her voice was a low whisper as her eyes narrowed. dennis mirrored her expression before sticking out his tongue at her.

“you’re so childish,” she told him. his eyes widened as he looked down at her grasp on him to point out the situation. dennis tumbled around with her before getting a hand free, reaching up to the back of her head.

“i told you the hearing aids are off limits!”

stop grabbing my hands and i’ll stop grabbing your aids he told her as best as he could with one hand.

“stop being such a-“

“hey!”

the two of them froze as they looked up to see robby standing over them behind the desk.

“stop fighting like children and get to work! i know you both have something you could be doing besides tearing at each others limbs,”

they turned to each other with a glare, both of them refusing to back down first.

“if you two don’t let go right now, i’ll rip you off of each other myself and send you both to chairs for the next two weeks,” he threatened as his words came out in a song.

trinity let got of dennis’ hands and pushed them away from her as he let go of the grasp by her head, but not before grabbing a strand of hair to pull out.

“ow! you asshole!”

dennis, the mature adult that he is, stuck his tongue out again with a victorious smile. get what you get

i’ll fucking get you

i’d like to see you try

yeah? watch this-

“absolutely not,” robby’s voice tore them out of the brewing feud as they both looked at him in confusion. “i learned ‘watch this’ the last time you guys both decided to show the others your acrobatic skills in the park. go find a patient to take care of and take care of them,”

they looked back at each other, still stunned from robby’s sudden knowledge in their signs before standing up to to their jobs. they turned around once more to each other, small smiles gracing their lips.

bitch dennis told her

cocksucker she responded back. they ignored robby’s shouts and scurried off, wondering if he actually knew what she had told him.

[shroomeuphemism]

“Happy Father’s Day, Robby♥︎”

from @/boywondqr ‘s brainblast on twt

[animentality]