KENISH

[roobydoos]

Doing things

[eloiseloves]

CAN ⚠️WE ⚠️PLEASE ⚠️GET ⚠️HUCKLERABBOT⚠️ OUT ⚠️OF ⚠️THE⚠️ RABBOT ⚠️TAG ⚠️

[seraph5]

Anyway this old man yaoi got me by the fucking throat.

Image Description: There is a pencil sketch of Robby gently smiling and lying on his back, head resting on a pillow and wearing only briefs. He is brushing the knuckles of his right hand across Jacks left bicep. He is looking up at Jack who is siting next to him, looking down lovingly, and resting his arm along Robbys sternum.

[acealpaca]

Robby (in front of Jack's house with the baby, obviously joking): It’s yours, Jack.

Abbot: ... Fuck you.

[ragingstillness]

Robby has only made Jack laugh so hard his drink came out of his nose once. And it was when they were having an argument and Robby, in the heat of it, yelled “you have no leg to stand on!” And then immediately looked horrified beyond belief. Jack didn’t stop laughing for ten minutes and the argument was forgotten.

[sofgigante]

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

Pairing: Michael "Robby" Robinavitch x Jack Abbot Words: 6,424 Rating: M (detailed kink play, but no sex)

Ground rules: No work talk. No sexual contact. No derogatory nicknames. No submission. The briefs stay on, and no touching over the briefs. Most of these rules were Robby’s, the carefully constructed parameters that allowed him to let his guard down just enough to have these sessions with Jack. If he were more honest with himself—and he rarely was—he would admit that there were times he wished he could let himself ask more of Jack. What would it be like to actually let Jack boss him around, or touch him, or kiss him…or… Hold him?

My first fic for da Pitt! Emotional repression and kink do not mix well, as Robby finds out. Good thing Jack's smart enough to figure out what Robby really needs.

[lin4lool]

okay so hear me out - med school!rabbot making out sloppy style at a party shortly after the events of my last post of them (these are still wips but HEAR ME OUT)

[cr1nkl3s-bra1n]

Very Worried for my close personal friend Michael Robinavitch. Y’all ready for the finale??

[sibmakesart]

[vaticansgloryhole]

an accurate depiction of this morning’s events

[gimtutterson]

rabbot win

[lichanicksstuff]

Abbot is Robby's emergency contact and he doesn't want to be contacted how am I supposed to deal with that

[wolvesinthenight]

I’m still pretty stunned by that finale, but more than anything, I can’t get over the sheer, unguarded vulnerability between Robby and Jack; Because it’s not just that they care about each other—we’ve known that, they're the bees that protect the hive, they're brothers, Jack says it himself: It's you and me, Robby— It’s how little resistance there is, in the end, when it actually matters.

Robby, who has spent the entire season white knuckling his way through the day, who defaults to deflection when asked about his sabbatical and rapidly deteriorating mental health, just… folds. Almost immediately. The second Jack corners him and names it, the second Jack looks at him and says, plainly, that what he’s doing is reckless and stupid, Robby doesn’t fight him on it. There’s no argument, no ego. He just breaks. Like part of him was waiting to be seen that clearly, that honestly. And it's different than with Duke, or even maybe with Dana, because Jack understands exactly where Robby is coming from, and so Robby tells him, in probably the most open and honest exchange we've seen from him all season.

And Jack—Jack, who is so often the steadier presence, the one doing the grounding—can’t even get through it without his voice catching, on the brink of tears. The emotion sneaks up on him in real time. It’s not abstract concern, it’s not professional frustration; it’s something incredibly, overwhelmingly intimat. The idea of Robby not being there—not in the ED, not in the world—feels unthinkable to him, it looks like it causes him actual distress, and you can hear that realization land as he’s speaking.

What gets me is how reciprocal it is. There’s no imbalance in that moment. They meet each other in the exact same place: stripped down, honest, unable to hide behind the roles they usually occupy. Jack doesn’t soften the truth to protect Robby, and Robby doesn’t deflect to protect himself. And they cry, and they trust each other enough to be that honest, that exposed.

I don’t even think they fully understand what they are to each other— but it’s right there, anyway.

[brightestplanets]

hear me out....and I know this is so dumb...

but hear me out. robby takes in baby jane doe (yes, I am aware his mental health is bad and this is a bad idea but let me live in fantasy land) and he brings her to jack's and they are fostering her together and eventually they are like we should keep her and I dunno how naming kids who have no name and no birth certificate works but I propose:

It starts as like a joke. Robby jokes about how like she's a baby jane doe. A doe is a female deer. Yes, I know the doe in john/jane doe jas nothing to do with deer but we're in MY house right now. He calls her baby fawn. A baby deer. And the name sticks. Fawn Abbot-Robinavitch.

I'm delusional.

[man1cpixiedreampuppy]

abbot leaning his head closer to touch robby's during that hug is making me feel ill

[roobydoos]

Coloured doodles I did last night

[iris-in-the-rain]

Dana: Hello, Robby. How long have you been sleeping with Jack?

Robby: What??

Dana: How long have you been sleeping with Jack?

Robby: That's disgusting and wrong. I don't even get- Why would-? I-I never had sex... with anyone, anywhere. It's none of your- You have the n-nerve, the audacity... I'm his boss, technically. And he is terrible - face-wise. And how - how - do I know that frankly you're not sleeping with him? Maybe you are. Maybe you're trying to throw me off. Hmm! Check and mate. This is an outrage! Who do I call??