JinXmine

(@jinxmine feel more than welcomed to share your thoughts as well!!)

obviously love a good stalking au, especially when it involves dennis as the one being the pervert.

omg, spin the bottle and/or seven minutes in heaven, friends locking them in a closet together as forced proximity.

arguing but secretly turned on by it.

the classic "we can't be together" trope. god mixing with a hurt/comfort of openly willing/wanting to be with the other x still deeply in the closet pairing.

homosexual cowboys... do i need to say more?

instead of fake dating, everyone is convinced that they aren't actually dating.

a slow, wholesome nursing home au, if it means rabbot can stay by each other's sides 24/7 as peepaws.

i absolutely adore found family such as whitsantos!!! including a platonic, destined person

what about the fallback marriage pact where, towards the end of med school jack and robby made a pact that if neither of them were in a committed relationship or married by the time they reached their ten-year, they'd get together.

almost completely forgot about age reversal! with med school rabbot absolutely loosing it over older senior attending dennis whitaker.

your takes are GOLD so yesyesyes to everything you said above

(+ my ranty opinions and au's and hc's and stuff I hope i tagged this ok im new help)

perv4perv stalking au is my shit yess

to combine the forced proximity and argument but horny is mwah angst turned smut 😼

again a combo, "cant be together" cowboy au, hucklerobby, dennis is a closeted cowboy, robby is on his sabbatical, they meet, fall in love, and (because im a sucker for a happy ending) they go live somewhere where den can be a farmboy and robby can retire or work in rural med or smth idk i think its a funsies concept

even *older* rabbot bonding over their time in respective medical careers, meeting at like 85y/o and being the lovey-dovey menaces of the imaginary ptmc nursing home with the pittlings as nursing staff who think theyre absolutely adorable and insanely irritating because they keep sneaking into eachothers rooms

platonic whitsantos = the sibling relationship that i craveeee so baddd. theyre 100% soulmates. they are eachother's ride-or-die from the get-go even if trinity pretends its begrudging because hes the first person she's wanted a connection with since her best friend

marriage pact rabbot- they get drunk in medschool and make the promise, and always miss eachother like: jack in the military when robby's with janey, jack's married when robby's single, robby's 7-week itches while jack's grieving, and it hits the year they promised, and they're both single and have been solidly in love with eachother for like 15-20 years at that point so they js... do it. for mutual benefit... no other reason... yeahh... totally

I am also partial to dom!dennis or agere robby because thats not spoken about NEARLY enough on here like- canonically dennis loves to help ppl and robby has mummy issues, so duh den is telling robby what to do (nsfw) or looking after him when hes little (sfw) (and yes I am separating the dom and agere because duh)

plus I had a dr pepper today and it got rid of my headache immediately so im giving that one to dennis (stress headache icon, energy drinks make it worse but dr pepper and diet coke fix it so ahh idk)

anyway au and headcanon rant over i love talking ab stuff but I need to be prompted to think

+ da pitt texts

…..ayo who leaked the group chat

dennis goes bright red, but hangs it up and looks through it anyway. he won't say no to being provided some eye candy- and these guys are *very* hot, after all...

unbeknownst to them, robby had ended up, a few months back, doing some amateur modelling for one of his friends who did photography in the local queer scene. apparently the photos were going towards fun projects to raise money for the local clubs and centres, and he hadn't minded so much- no one would see his face anyway.

dennis's heart starts to pick up when he flips the calendar to october, and despite the fact the photos cut off at the neck and the guys faces aren't in view, there's something *very* familiar about the set of this guys posture and the shape of his belly... dennis was going to write it off as lucky coincidence that he'd been provided with shockingly robby-esque wank material, but then his eyes land on the guys arms. and see the tattoos.

dennis goes bright red, but hangs it up and looks through it anyway. he won't say no to being provided some eye candy- and these guys are *very* hot, after all...

unbeknownst to them, robby had ended up, a few months back, doing some amateur modelling for one of his friends who did photography in the local queer scene. apparently the photos were going towards fun projects to raise money for the local clubs and centres, and he hadn't minded so much- no one would see his face anyway.

dennis's heart starts to pick up when he flips the calendar to october, and despite the fact the photos cut off at the neck and the guys faces aren't in view, there's something *very* familiar about the set of this guys posture and the shape of his belly... dennis was going to write it off as lucky coincidence that he'd been provided with shockingly robby-esque wank material, but then his eyes land on the guys arms. and see the tattoos.

Dennis has a bad relationship with his father because of religious abuse or smth, therefore dennis has daddy issues, but not the typical daddy issues.

Like he has *dad* issues and goes feral when jack calls him "son" in that American middle-aged man way in regular conversation. Jack notices and brings it up that night.

Creative liberties and additional freakiness are appreciated and loved xoxo

🐝 anon? Either that or 😝

@sacrificedagoat everyone’s talking about your fauxcest we love it.

also yayyyyy you can be the bee! dad jack is just soooo yummy. warning for fauxcest and use of son and kiddo. everyone send me more fauxcest and piss prompts rn.

jack said, “way to go, kiddo,” after dennis caught a posterior STEMI and dennis audibly fucking gulped.

of course, jack noticed. he always paid extra attention to dennis. there was a look in his eyes that told dennis they would be revisiting it later at home.

when they had successfully gotten through dinner and all the way to dennis sucking jack off on the couch, he thought he was home free. he thought that somehow, some way, the man who had a brain like an elephant had forgotten that whole psychosexual nightmare.

and then dennis was swallowing around him and jack panted out, “oh fuck, son. doing so good for me.”

she's right where she wants to be

(based on isa's recent outfit under the cut)

I thought of your midwestern horrors debate with lancey and menace like a month or two ago when I saw this

lots of love <3

no. no debate. only gross. blocked. @lancey-lance-963 @actually-a-menace im blocking yall too.

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dennis whitaker laying on his back with jack abbot above him. as he has that twunk folded in half practically, and jack’s dog tags are hovering near dennis’s mouth. he takes the tags and puts them between his teeth, making noises/moans around them.

DOG TAGS - HUCKLEABBOT

Dennis's shoulders pressed harder into the mattress the more Jack leaned over him, his broad hands planted on either side of his head while Jack's old bedframe gave a quiet, strained creak underneath them. The position had him folded nearly in half beneath him, one of Jack's forcing his legs wider while he looked down at him with a mean edge that always got worse when he was trying not to lose control entirely as his cock glided in and out of him.

The silver dog tags hanging from Jack's neck swung with every movement, brushing across Dennis's mouth, his jaw, and the flushed skin of his throat. Dennis let out a shaky breath through parted lips before catching the tags gently between his teeth, the metal clinking softly. It earned an immediate reaction from the older man above him.

Jack's expression tightened. "Jesus Christ," he muttered under his breath.

Dennis looked almost smug about it despite the position he was tapped into, breathing unevenly around the tags while Jack fucked into him. The chain pulled taut every time Jack shifted, the motion dragging another muffled sound from Dennis that vibrated straight through the metal itself.

Jack swore quietly again, one hand sliding down to pin him harder into the mattress as if he needed the leverage. His forehead dipped briefly toward Dennis, dog tags still caught between his teeth while the younger looked up at him through half lidded eyes.