I HATE.
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I HATE.
Robby gets a letter from an old nurse friend from his residency days and with it comes a photo of them together. The Pittlings refuse to believe that's him because that there is a CERTIFIED HOTTIE and he's just...Robby?
He's still hot but they just cannot view him that way. It's like seeing pictures of your parents young and not wanting to believe that once upon a time your dad was a bonafide baddie.
Maybe that nurse friend comes to visit. And she has plenty of stories of his slut era (Era? He's still in it. Dana, shut up) and all about all the women and men he took home, and how she gauged how well his night went by how well he walked the next day. The more intense the waddle, the better the sex. (I'm talking about the men here, kids, you get that, right? Mike's a bottom. Don't let his gruff nature fool you. He wants to be baby boy.)
Jack's ears perk up at that.
The Pittlings have never paid harder attention to anything anyone else has ever said before in that ED, and that's saying something as they are excellent students.
Meanwhile, Robby's face has never been redder.
"Hey! He was walking funny last week!"
Goddamn it, Mel. I expected better from you.
I'm sorry I'm not sorry I'm obsessed with how hot Noah is at all stages but also with the idea of the Pittlings absolutely not believing that this gorgeous Twink is THEIR Dr. Robby. And ER just gives us so many good photos of this fucking Twinktastic baby girl in medical gear to turn into Pitt fodder.
Bring my family back
Two people visiting some cherry blossoms
i also do comms on ko-fi wink wink
Shen Qingqiu nears the abyss, well, where it had ripped open earth the day it swallowed Binghe whole and the boy's life as a disciple along with it.
What remains is not the gaping maw that groans with the echo of a fate being fulfilled, but a gourge in the earth, scabbed over with new dirt and jagged like scar tissue. In its midst, young grass wave and rustle like jade mist-hoppers [PIDW animals that camouflage themselves like grass and move in schools].
A young, plain flower rises above them, barely unfurled from its bud, pale and shuddering under the rivulets of the white rain that has started its solemn descent. The rain soaks the dirt further in place, and he wanders, faintly and foolishly, if it'll trickle down to where Binghe is trapped now, to shatter upon his skin like it does upon Shen Qingqiu's clothes, soothing and holding him, crying for him the way no one else will.
It seems even after it dares to take, the abyss still springs forth life.
I'M ALIVE
kinda forgot about this account and just wasn't drawing as much so my bad lmao
The first two are alien stage aus.. Kinda,
Law with his child from his chapter of world seeker
and my three blorbos in a car for some reason💫
"San Lang! Welcome home!"
I love this so much still. I can hear him saying this. Protect this smile and precious boy forever!
Watercolor/ink- traditional art.
(Reuploaded due to having a better photo of him and better lighting, sorry for the repeat in advance!)