gracie hyperfixates on rabbot

old man yaoi is forever kicking my ass 25 | she/her | 18+

[emziess]

Deeply Incorrect Rabbot The Pitt

[helvyeah1]

cat distribution system works in mysterious ways

this is robby’s cat named fish - based on this art by croxotic on twt

[slow--spark]

*cares aggressively*

[ghostofhiim]

[da-pitt]

[inrabbotdreams]

whatever you do don’t think about robby caring so lovingly for the abandoned baby at work and getting flashbacks to fifteen years prior with his and jack’s own daughter.

jack and robby taking pat leave one after the other to maximize their time with the baby. both of them crying when it ends, not wanting to quit their jobs but not wanting to be away from their girl. jack offering to work nights while robby stays on days, and robby absolutely beaming when he realizes that just might be crazy enough to work.

cut to robby walking into the hospital 30 minutes before his shift starts with a toddler in his hands and a diaper bag over his shoulder. jack coming out of a room exhausted but perking up when he hears loud giggling coming from central. robby handing over their girl and all the gear as jack methodically runs through the patient list. jack laughing loudly when dana calls it ‘the dual handoff’ and giving robby a quick kiss before heading back out to their car.

guys fr don’t think about it like do notttttt.

[abbot-navitch]

RABBOT: In every universes ( a proof that they're always meant for each other no matter what )

[normimaanantai]

good morning.

[altaisblack]

this is absolutely insane micro-expression, Shawn Hatosy, man, what have you done.

[normimaanantai]

x

[gatorlovebot]

young rabbot <3

[icemav86]

I’m not even sure if you’re taking prompts, apologies if you aren’t!! But I love your fics, so I know this prompt is in good hands:

Robby/Abbot, uniform kink

Thank you!! (And, fwiw, after years in the SG-1 and Top Gun fandoms, I’m very into uniform kink. Hope this is along the lines of what you had in mind!) 

“It’s really been a minute,” Jack called to Robby from the bedroom, “but I think I’m good.”

“Not surprised,” Robby answered, smiling into his book. Jack was attending the wedding of an army buddy, and with everyone agreeing to wear their dress blues, Jack had pulled his uniform from its garment bag in the guest room closet to be certain it still fit.

“Major Abbot, reporting for duty,” Jack said, a teasing lilt to his voice. Robby glanced up, ready to tease right back, but froze, his voice caught in his suddenly very dry throat at the sight of Jack in the doorway.

The uniform fit Jack perfectly, the dark blue jacket perfectly tailored across Jack’s broad shoulders, his chest decorated with an array of service medal ribbons and other insignia that Robby felt an abrupt need to understand in detail. The uniform was crisp and clean; Jack even stood differently wearing it—straighter and with a commanding presence that felt entirely different than how Jack demonstrated control over a high-pressure trauma case.

Robby swallowed thickly and drank Jack in. And when he met Jack’s eyes, he couldn’t look away from the dawning awareness on Jack’s face.

“Really?” Jack asked. He sounded surprised but still smirked a little as he crossed the room to stand in front of Robby’s chair.

“You just…” Robby said and waved his hand in front of Jack’s body in place of the words that were escaping him, thanks to the blood rushing to his cock.

“Huh.” Jack stepped closer to Robby. “Didn’t see that coming.” 

Robby understood. He hadn’t seen this coming either. He had a deep respect for Jack’s service, especially in light of what Jack had lost, but Robby’s respect wasn’t glorification. Except—except now all Robby could think about was sliding to his knees and showing his deep appreciation.

Less gracefully than he might have liked, Robby tossed a pillow at his feet and got down on his knees, nuzzling his face against Jack’s growing erection before looking up to find Jack watching him, his eyes hot and wanting.

Jack drew his thumb over Robby’s lip. “You gonna be careful? Get me off without violating uniform code?”

Robby let out a choked groan and dropped his head against Jack’s abdomen. “Jack.”

“Is that what you should be calling me?” Jack asked sweetly, and Robby bit back a moan as arousal coiled low in his gut.

“No, sir,” he answered roughly, and got to work, ready to blow Major Abbot’s mind.

[irlplasticlamb]

i don’t think i’ll be here too long.

prints + merch + c0mm info is pinned on top of my blog :)

[hawksredrobe]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“I want you to slap me,” Jack says. “Spank me. Hold me down so I really can’t get up. Fuck my brains out. Make me feel it the next day.” Robby is torn between an immediate rush of horniness and instinctive guilt. Carefully, he says, “You’re serious?” “As a heart attack,” Jack promises. “I don’t wanna hurt you,” Robby says in a rush. “Only wanna bring you pleasure.” “You would be bringing me pleasure. You don’t want to at all?” Jack asks, just to clarify. “Complete turn off, no bueno?” “It’s…it’s not that,” Robby says. “It’s that I want it too much.”

behold, the sequel to my dom robby fic is here! they are both standalones and you dont need to read one to understand the other, however if you want: read the first one here

@inrabbotdreams you seemed interested in reading this

[inrabbotdreams]

y’all lila posted a sequel!! come get y’all juice 🫶🏻

[frangipane003]

i ship robby/abbot and abbot/samira and robby/abbot/samira. and you know what? hell yeah I also ship hucklerobby. get it old man. and i ship mel/langdon. but also... mel/robby? sure. pile that shit on. langdon/robby. okay, you're talking to me. samira/emery. yess!!! but also... emery/santos/garcia? done.

basically i ship everything in every way because goddamn do these characters need to get laid.

[da-pitt]

[inrabbotdreams]

rabbot bedroom dynamics part 4 (pt. 3 here)

size queen jack who’s never satisfied after one night stands because the sex is boring and they never give him what he needs. hung robby who knows the importance of foreplay and ruins jack for anyone else after one night spent in his bed.

blissed-out robby whose eyes drift shut when the pleasure starts to overwhelm him and starer jack who lightly grips robby’s chin and forces him to hold eye contact as he puts robby through the mattress.

questioning jack who finally builds up the courage on a random tuesday night off to go to a gay bar for the first time. promiscuous robby who flushes deep red when his supposedly straight friend jack catches him in the corner of that bar making out with a man who looks like he could be jack’s long lost twin.

cozy robby who loves to read and often brings his coffee back to bed on weekend mornings so he can sit against the headboard in his boxers and devour his latest murder mystery. exhausted post-shift jack who walks into their bedroom expecting to sleep, takes in robby’s big hands and the pudge of his stomach and the glasses sitting across his nose, and decides immediately that he won’t be going to bed anytime soon.

(thanks to @hawksredrobe for inspiring me to keep writing these)