𝓘'𝓶 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂.

indie rp blog for Dr. Michael 'Robby' Robinavitch of HBO's the pitt. Novella prefered. Open to crossovers and creating au verses. . plotting appreciated.

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everything has been moved over to the new blog. see y'all over there. same url!!

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everything has been moved over to the new blog. see y'all over there. same url!!

[pittmngrmoved]

everything has been moved over to the new blog. see y'all over there. same url!!

[pittmngrmoved]

everything has been moved over to the new blog. see y'all over there. same url!!

[pittmngrmoved]

everything has been moved over to the new blog. see y'all over there. same url!!

[pittmngrmoved]

everything has been moved over to the new blog. see y'all over there. same url!!

[pittmngrmoved]

everything has been moved over to the new blog. see y'all over there. same url!!

[pittmngrmoved]

everything has been moved over to the new blog. see y'all over there. same url!!

[pittmngrmoved]

everything has been moved over to the new blog. see y'all over there. same url!!

[pittmngrmoved]

everything has been moved over to the new blog. see y'all over there. same url!!

[pittmngrmoved]

everything has been moved over to the new blog. see y'all over there. same url!!

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okay y'all can go follow @pittmngr, in the process of moving all my drafts and stuff. let me know if you wanna drop anything, otherwise i'll reply to everything there.

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think i'm gonna remake cause both my askbox and likes are broken. like this if you'd like me to follow you over there and lmk if you want to continue threads. i will gladly continue and move over all of them.

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would y'all be mad if i remake this blog cause the whole likes thing being more than it actually is, is making the autism go insane

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open starters - mutuals only

He’ll never shake this goddamn place, huh? He’d been doing good about staying home with Avigail but it seems like just when he gets the hang of being okay with staying home, he’s pulled back in. 

Though, this is for a good reason. Avigail is sick, she’s got a fever that Robby can’t break at home, and he knows how important it is to get babies to the doctor when they have fever. That’s why he’s here, completely cutting the line through chairs by using his badge and slipping into the ED. 

She’s crying. Screaming wails because she doesn’t feel good. Robby hates it, he hates that she’s feeling so bad. His heart aches as he wants nothing more than to soothe her but there’s not much he can do beyond getting her into the ED.  

He’s looking around for anyone, anyone at all that might be able to help. Any of the pittlings, Dana, any attending – anyone. A lot of them are busy but that doesn’t stop him from frantically trying to find someone who isn’t busy. 

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meme call. please specify muse if you are a multi!

[odditymuse]

Jack's lips curled then, easy as that. The shift in position is a nice one — lets Jack see just as much of Robby as the other now sees of him. Get a good look at sleep ruffled hair, a few pillow marks on a cheek. It was adorable in ways many might not believe if Jack were to say it out loud ( including Robby himself ). A low hum, a shake of his head. Jack's hands make a home on Robby's thighs where he can hold, squeeze, massage into the muscle there. He's sure at some point they will have to change positions. Neither of them could manage certain ones for too long. Jack due to his damned prosthetic and nerve pain, and Robby for his own reasons. However, for the time being. . .

Jack basked in it. Basked in the light barely making it through the curtains, showering Robby in beautiful rays. God, he was gorgeous. . . " Nowhere to be but here. " Confirmation, thumbs rubbing patterns into Robby's skin. " Two phones on silent sounds like we get to have a morning we deserve, hm? "

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Robby gives Jack a small, genuine smile as he rubs patterns on his bare thighs. Smiles are rare lately, but more common around Jack. The way Jack looks up at him nearly takes Robby’s breath away. The love in those eyes. Fuck, he doesn’t deserve to be looked at like that, but he’ll cherish every second of it. 

“Mm. Let me know if you need me to move.” Because, despite how comfortable he is right now, he is well aware that Jack may not be. He can move if he needs to. Right now, though, he is content where he is. 

He reaches to cup Jack’s cheek with his hand, brushing his thumb tenderly across his cheek. “Mhm. What ever will we find to do?” Robby says, voice playful, teasing. He’s in a good mood, and that is rare, too, except for when he’s with Jack. He just brings another side out of him that he once thought he’d lost completely.