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Might write and draw 19|he/him

[hucklebabygirl]

Sometime during the 6th week of Robby’s sabbatical:

(How it started:)

Dennis Whitaker [9:46 pm]: Tbh I don’t really remember what you look like anymore. After all, I haven’t seen you in 6 WEEKS! Michael Robinavitch [10:11 pm]: Hey I got an idea. Wanna video call tomorrow?

(How it’s going:)

From chapter 6 of "Network service" on Ao3.

[little-rose-08]

hucklerabbot where sometimes robby looks at dennis and jack together and see old and young versions of the same person and suddenly getting such fierce longing and intense love that he feels like his heart is gonna beat out of his chest and his insides wanting to crawl out of his skin

(definitely not the cause of me looking at shawn hatosy's curly silver hair and thinking "wow, gerran howell's hair might look like that in a few decades")

[eggdrawsthings]

I saw this ref and somehow this happened???? I thought I was free from them. Guess I thought wrong 😔

[wrigglypython]

Au where Dennis and Jack meet while they're both in the military 👀

Imagine they both sign up so the military pays for medical school. They get teamed up early on; Dennis for combat medic training and Jack is his instructor. Dennis finally finishes his training and Jack hears, through gossip, that Dennis is about to be sent away. Jack rushes to tell Dennis, not wanting to lose his first real friend and the one he's closest to. So of course they get married so they'll be stationed together! Queue fake-dating style marriage where they have to keep the higher-ups convinced that they're really married for love (they are, but they don't say that part out loud). Holding hands when they can and kissing in front of strangers to keep up the act. Because they're married, they're given like a house near the base. Someone could still show up any time, so they're forced to share space and...share a bed. Falling asleep facing away from each other, but they inevitably wake up wrapped around each other. More often than not, Dennis wakes up on top of Jack; he keeps pretending to be asleep so he can listen to Jack's heartbeat. Before long the lines are blurring between what's pretend and what's real. Suddenly they're holding hands and they're kissing passionatly...even when no one is around

I know this is f realistic or probably not how the military works, but let me dream

(picture source: Pinterest)

[parrish-the-thot]

Inspired by my own post

Abbot is the one who discovers Dennis’s little hideout in the abandoned wing of the hospital. Abbot sees the energy bar wrappers all over the desk, Whitakers very few items of clothing tossed across the backs of chairs, and various textbooks laying across the room and- abbot remembers what it was like being a in medical school, trying to make ends meet, and struggling trying to make it work.

Lookin at this wide eyes kid on the brink of tears, abbot can’t just leave him there, that’s like leaving a kitten in the rain! So jack helps Dennis gather his meager belongings an basically carried the kid over to his own place, and plopping him in the guest room for the foreseeable.

For awhile, it reminds Jack of having a roommate back in college. Coming home to them sleep on the couch, surrounded by computers and textbooks, finding Cheeto print fingers all over the couch, forced to witness them eat the most disgusting microwave food combinations. It’s Almost nostalgic to Jack.

But then there are moments Jack realizes Whitaker is so young and fragile and kind .Still in school earning his degree, learning about the kids family back in broken bow and how unsupportive they were, about dennis homelessness these past few months. It’s like the kid reached into jacks chest and is squeezing his heart.

Walking past Dennis asleep turns into Jack draping blanket over him and turning off the laptop. Watching the kid eat microwave dinners turns into making Dennis packed meals for work. Jack and his wife never had kids, but abbot assumes this is what it feels like, a dash of worry and stress paired with overwhelming fondness.

Abbot was not prepared though, for the intensely protective feelings that arise when he notices how Dennis looks at Robby, or the peevish feelings when abbot notices Robby looking back at the kid. Jack does not like the looking. Or the touching. Does not like it one bit.

Jack loves Robby. Genuinely, he does. Thats his best friend, his brother. They go on rooftops and drag each other away from the edge. Jack would do anything for Robby…..except let him date Dennis. Dennis is basically jacks son now, even if barely anyone knows, but Jack is NOT letting his boy get tangled up with Robby. Robby who would only fuck Dennis for a couple of months before suddenly dropping him. Jack knows what Robby is like, ok, and Robby is NOT gonna ‘love em and leave em’ to jacks newly acquired progeny, not on Jack watch. Especially after Robby gets that midlife crisis motorcycle. Abbot is not letting Robby put Dennis on that death trap.

Que jack doing everything in his power to prevent his new son from hooking up with this emotionally stunted manwhore best friend

[814519]

let's have a smoke break with mama (and question our career choice)

[juljwoo]

[yoipup]

I think we need more yearning Robby fics.

Like fics in his perspective of him being needy for Dennis. Overly obsessed with him.

[theunluckycanuck]

dennis, taking an exhale from his cigarette: you got those tattoos when you were in med school? wow, they're older than me

robby, barely containing himself: can... can you put that out on me?

[teafromthemicrowave]

my mom saw me draw this and then she slutshamed me

[thepittsera]

I hate when this happens to me 🙄

[from-the-abbot-to-the-pope]

Al Hashimi and Robby avoid eye contact with each other and pray the ground opens up under them. Ellis and Jack high five

[m3siclover]

And upstairs Whitaker and Santos are trying open the window and escape without being noticed

[sacrificedagoat]

lox lox lox lox.

I humbly plead for a continuation of the anon's dennis fucking other people ask because oooooh wow. Dennis trying over and over again to find someone who can make him feel as good as his Dads do and just failing miserably.

Coming home yet again after another truly disappointing Grindr experience with his tail between his legs. Didn't even come. Desperate to get off, but does not want to ask his Dads for it. The whole point of Grindr was to stop doing this with them. Lying in his bed and half-heartedly jerking off but it's doing absolutely nothing for him. Robby and Jack bullying it out of him so sweetly that random men don't make him cum and there's a reason for that.

Y'ELLO!! Link to post!

18+, tw incest/fauxcest

Poor poor Denny,,,, he'd even upped his age range on Grindr just a little, seeking men in their late thirties, hoping that'd make it any better at all. He meets up with this guy, Will, outside a bar downtown when it's already way too late at night. Will is handsome, he supposes, tall and lean with curly hair for days. He's nice, maybe a little sleezy in how much he remarks about Dennis' age--"you really only twenty four? 's crazy"--and tugs Dennis to his apartment above the bar.

It's fast. Embarrassingly fast. They kiss, and it's boring, plain, makeout on the couch for a little bit. Dennis isn't even fully into it, all he can think about how his phone is powered off in his back pocket, and how pissed Jack is gonna be that his location had been unavailable for the past half hour. Will is touchy, and frots against Dennis with these heady little pants. Dennis slides between Will's knees, hoping to buy time for his dick to get with the program, and he sucks Will off for all of a minute and a half before a load is blown down his throat, battery-acidic, making him gag and spit it up into a tissue Will quickly offers.

"Sorry," Will grins crookedly. "I don't eat the best stuff."

And they sit there for a second, Dennis unsatisfied, Will softening. "You, uh," Will tucks himself back into his pants. "You wanna stick around, or?"

Dennis leaves, humiliated. He only gets hard in the Uber back home, trembling with adrenaline and fear as he turns his phone back on, and is hit with a barrage of missed calls and unread texts from both Jack and Robby.

Dad: You come home right the fuck now. I will beat your ass if your location isn't on in the next fifteen minutes.

Robby: Hey kiddo :( please turn your location back on? And call your dad back. We're worried.

Dennis is shivering when he swipes to erase the missed call notifications.

Dennis: I'm on my way. I feel sick, pls just leave me alone when I get home

Dennis sneaks into the house. He knows they're awake, despite the late hour. He tip-toes past their bedroom, the light on and casting an orange beam underneath the door. He can hear them murmuring, confirming he'd arrived home, and he walks down the hall to his own room. He locks the door behind him, and hates himself for how fucking hard he is :((

He crawls into bed, flushed, trembling, and buries his face in his pillow. He can't bring himself to actually touch,,, he just grinds against his bed, sniffling pathetically at how gross he feels, how good the little zaps of pleasure up his spine are. Fuck, it's awful, how he's thinking about it, going to their room and asking for the relief he know they can give him, because they would, in a heartbeat, if he did. They'd take him apart right there, set aside anything else they're doing.

His phone buzzes on his nightstand. He grabs it, frowning, twitching from oversensitivity.

Dad: When are you gonna quit with this bs? There's nothing other men can give you that we can't.

Dennis huffs to himself, prepares to draft some spitfire response he doesn't actually have the balls to send, when he gets another message.

Dad: Cmere, kiddo. I know you're hurting. Let us fix it.

Robby: Dad promises not to spank you too much.

Dennis buries his head in his pillow. He takes a few breaths, and he storms out of his room, into theirs, flustered and pissed.

"I hate you," he seethes, blushing down his neck, yanking his shirt off in their doorway. "I hate both of you."

"Sure, baby," Jack pulls Dennis onto the bed.

"We love you too," Robby grins, already hard in his boxers.

<33333 YAYYYY

[tripleabatterybuni]

Actually ya know what I think that during Jack and Dennis's first time, Dennis desperately wants to hold hands, but he's still kind of inexperienced and nervous when it comes to sex. And maybe he's a little embarrassed for wanting it, so he doesn't know how to ask for it.

Just keeps reaching his hands out like Jack will read his mind. He doesn't. Instead, he just thinks Dennis is reaching for him, so he'll redirect the hands to his hips or biceps or chest. Mumbling about you can feel me baby, it's ok.

Until eventually, Dennis is a blubbering mess, actual tears burning down his face. Because it feels like he's being ignored, and he hates that, hates it so much it has his chest aching. And that makes Jack stop, scrambling to figure out what's wrong. Petting the tears away and cooing at Dennis to use his words, please, sweetheart, you’re scarin' me.

And then, with a hiccuping shuddering breath, voice filled with shame, Dennis finally admits, need you to hold my hands, doesn't feel right if you don't...

Jack nearly melts at the embarrassment in Dennis's voice at such a sweet request. Chuckling as he kisses away the last of the tears, sturdy hands finally going where Dennis needs them most. Fingers intertwined and palms slotted together so Dennis can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

[5cor1u77]

Robby cumming in Dennis’ ass and hovering over him, gripping his hip in place when he tries to untangle from the panting man on top, while Jack grabs him by the nape, pinning him down, murmur softly above “ah ah, you let that ass stay up, denny, we can’t let a single drop leak out”, dennis can hear the smirk from his mouth “gotta make sure it takes, baby” and Dennis then hear himself whining louder, his dick growing hard again from the thoughts of taking jack’s seed like that in his non-existent womb too.

[onemagpie]

[bigbootsmanofwarwrites]

You um. You mentioned Dennis getting in trouble at home when he uses Jack & Robby’s real names. Can uh pretty please you elaborate on that one pleaseeeeee

Oh, I sure can, Blue.

When Dennis is at home, there's a very specific mindset. A very specific set of rules.

If he's wearing clothes at all, they're easy-access and they show off skin. Mostly, though, they keep him naked. Easier to pull him in and grind against his ass when he's leaning against the kitchen bench. Bend him over the back of the sofa and fuck into him while he's watching TV. "No no, kid, you keep watching, I just gotta use you for a sec." In this mindset, they're not Jack and Robby, his attendings. His bosses. They're Daddy and Papa. Daddies.

It's only when he's being entirely overwhelmed, overstimulated, full beyond his belief, that sometimes he slips. After all, Jack and Robby call each other by their names. Sometimes, when his brain isn't working, has been switched right off, he'll moan out a Robby.

And Daddies will not fuck a little boy who's rude enough to use their first names.

No matter how much he begs and apologises and cries.

But sometimes ... sometimes he brats.

He knows just how to piss them off. Knows what rules to break, too.

"How was your day, kiddo?"

"It was good, Jack, I got to do a thoracotomy."

And Jack just freezes. Turns his head very slowly, to find Dennis smiling up at him.

"Wanna try that again?" and his voice is so warning and low. He'll give his silly little boy a second chance, a chance to correct himself.

"Huh? I don't know what you mean. Jack."

Shit-eating little grin, which gets promptly wiped off when Jack pounces on him, drags him straight to the bathroom and shoves the wet bar of soap into his mouth.

Dennis coughs and splutters and yelps with displeasure, but he doesn't fight it. He knows what comes next.

"I think someone needs a reminder of just who takes care of him," Jack growls, lifting him up easy onto the counter and spreading his legs. "You gotten too big for your Daddy, huh?"

And Dennis shakes his head and hiccups and there's bubbles at the corner of his mouth, but the fucking he's about to get will be well worth it.

"Or is Daddy a little too big for you?" Jack continues, mean, shoving his cock inside an-always loose, always ready Dennis.

He never fucks Dennis harder than when he's been deliberately mouthy. When he pretends like he's not just their cockhungry little boy, desperate to be owned and kept and used.

When Robby finds Dennis with cum leaking out of him, bruises all over his wrists and his throat, he just sighs, and shakes his head.

"Baby," he says, more disappointed than mad. "You know better than this."

[thefuzzzz]

Pride Month 2026 - Day 5

https://archiveofourown.org/works/85821371

Summary:

It became a bit of a routine, checking in on Dennis. He liked watching him shed his doctor persona at the door and become a normal human for a bit. He liked seeing if he had friends over, what he ate for dinner, if he watched any TV.

However, he was getting a little…worried. Dennis started coming back later and later. He started sleeping on the couch, too exhausted to drag himself to bed. Robby kept hearing phone calls that went like, "Yeah, I can cover your shift tomorrow. I mean, I am a little busy, but I'll figure it out. No, don't worry."

God, if Robby didn't feel protective over the boy before, he sure did now.

One night, he watched Dennis come home, stare at the wall, silently eat half a pack of crackers, stare more, and pass out on the couch. All without changing out of his scrubs.

So, that was the night that he texted Jack.

—————

Robby’s apartment has security cameras. Jack knows this. Dennis doesn’t.

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