once upon a time i told my partner about the smut ya’ll have conjured on ao3. he said “what do you mean?” i said “people need jimmy and robert to fuck so bad they made up entire little stories so it could happen.”
i then proceeded to show examples because his little innocent mind could not comprehend. i almost died. he did die. but came back after i preformed defibrillation by using the shock of whispering in his ear: “bonsey..”














