pirate yuri

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pirate yuri
Underboob Jinx still hasn't left my mind😩😩
"Focus on me and not on the destruction around us."
YA'LL, I AM SHOOK.
Anyway. Robby ain't driving far after his shift, he certainly tries, and even puts his helmet on, but he only gets as far as Jack's apartment. He lets himself in, not for the first time, and leaves his stuff by the door. He considers the sofa, but his feet carry him to Jack's bedroom, where, after stripping to his boxers, he just collapses into bed. The safety and warmth of Jack's bed make him think of his best friend, the one person who still tries to fight for him, despite Robby repeatedly blowing him off. He doesn't know that he deserves Jack's love and patience, but he's just so so tired. Holding Jack's t-shirt to his face, Robby silently cries himself to sleep.
He wakes up hours later, disoriented and panicked, but there are arms around him, he's warm and a voice tells him 'You're okay, you're safe. Sleep. I got you.' There are lips pressing a kiss to his forehead and a steady heartbeat under his ear is already pulling him back under. 'I got ya' the voice says again. And just this once, Robby believes it.
GUYS WE HAVE A FAKED COROCORO PAGE
WE'RE SO FUCKING BACK
Sandra Hüller describing Stratt as "the softest girl having to make the hardest decisions" is entirely what is fueling me to write my fic right now