I thought about all the Rabbot fic I promised people and panicked.
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I thought about all the Rabbot fic I promised people and panicked.

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Fanfic writers, reblog if youāre okay with people sharing the links to your fics to their friends and/or for fic rec posts without having to ask for your permission first
(I saw a debate about whether or not it was okay for people to share fic links around without asking the authors first, since some authors may not be comfortable with the links to their fics being shared around on twitter or tumblr. so I thought this post could be a blanket permission for authors who were okay with the links to their fics being shared around!)
Are you kidding me? (Rhetorical.)
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rabbot in a call room ⦠(comm for anon!)
Because @classic-cevans wanted happy and in love Rabbot
Robby smiled as he felt arms around his wait. "The nightcrawler rises," he chuckled, not turning from the gorgeous sunrise he had been watching.
"Very funny," Jack muttered into his neck. "My husband kept me awake all night."
"I hope you were properly grateful for that," Robby replied.
Jack chuckled. "You know I love saying that."
"Saying what?"
"My husband. Feels like I've been waiting forever to say it. Gonna use it all the time now."
Robby looked down at his waist where their hands were resting and their rings were touching. "People will forget I have a name," he teased. "They'll just think 'that's Jack's husband'."
"At least they'll know you're mine."
"You are terrible," Robby huffed.
"Yeah but you love me.'
"You sure?"
"Course i"m sure. You told me in front of a whole bunch of witnesses two days ago."
Robby bumped his head against Jack's. "Yes I did. And I'd happily do it again and again and again."
hi so yeah im trying to find the hotel california and i know i have to take the highway to hell but i accidentally turned left onto the boulevard of broken dreams. i took the first hard right onto the rocky road to dublin cuz i thought it would loop back around but it didnt lol and i know im waaaaaay off course bc i just drove by the house of the rising sun haha. so how many miles until i get to the hotel
500 MILES?!?!?!

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michael robinavitch I need you carnally get in my bed right now and forget your clothes
michael robinavitch I need you carnally get in my bed right now and forget your clothes
I've been to pride parades straighter than Jules Verne's Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea, and as much as I'm joking, the tonal shift in the first half of the book when Arronax and co get yanked into the Nautilus never fails to kill me.
You get kidnapped and dragged into the pitch black belly of an enormous submarine that, until recently, you figured was an impossibly massive animal that has had run-ins with ocean vessels and crippled the ship that was supposed to hunt it. This was all after after nearly drowning at sea in the dark. You are confined in a room with a singular meal in your stomach as one of the fellow guys you are kidnapped with attempts to strangle one of your captors, who you think doesn't speak any of your known languages.
All of the potential damage from those incidents seems to be reversed and your attitude does a 180 when you're told, of all things, by the commander of the vessel (who's the finest human specimen you've ever seen btw) that you cannot leave, but that you are welcome to be free onboard as you wish. The guy personally wines and dines you, intricately explains his ship, appeals to your love of research, says that he has YOUR books as some of his favorites, and shows off the ins and outs of his miracle of engineering, and you're talking him up like he's the greatest guy around and that everything is peachy as if, again, you didn't just get the deep sea version of Beauty and the Beast'd and that your ass is NOT ever seeing your friends, family, country, work, or just about anything above water ever again.
But yeah man. Finest guy you've ever seen with striking eyes and stunning intellect and incredible engineering prowess, and you can't help but feel as if something horrible has befallen him in his past (he kidnapped you and said you had a life or death choice). He's got a massive library that you can roll around in and a collection of humanity's priceless art, as well as big ass collections of sea specimens (he literally kidnapped you lock in). His quarters share a wall with yours. He gets shoulder to shoulder with you going over the schematics of his ship and everything's smooth as buttercream as if, again, you weren't just given a life sentence away from the entirety of humanity like 20 minutes ago, but whatever floats your Nautilus I guess.
I see this and I wonder HOW is there not an adaptation that made them canon because sometimes I was questioning if I was reading a book about marine biology and a submarine or a old men yaoi story
i know people more eloquent than i am have said this but i can't ever get over what a revolutionary character trinity santos is. hyper-ambitious abrasive traumatized lesbian. adult who still self-harms. vaguely suicidal but chose to live anyway but doesn't know how to be alive. grieving. sexually abused as a child. in a toxic situationship with an equally abrasive sexy older surgeon. relentless advocate for her patients, especially the children. besties with her older traumatized suicidal boss and her formerly homeless coworker she took in off the street and her former child prodigy coworker who's just as abrasive as she is but just in a different way. secretly the kindest person on the planet. i could cry i love you so much trinity santos!!
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When you stay in a hotel room, do you unpack your suitcase into the provided closet and dresser?
always
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never
never been in a hotel room/bald/etc
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When they became a thing, same sex relationships were heavily frowned upon. While women were labelled as sick and deviant, men were straight up criminalised for loving each other.
That didn't stop Jack and Michael. Heck, loving a man was on the bottom of the endless list of illegal things Jack's ever done and Michael? He just somehow liked Jack enough to ignore it.
Jack was 82 when the first same sex marriage was recognised. honestly? He didn't think he'd make it past 30 with his lifestyle, yet somehow he made it to times where openly loving Michael was allowed.
Michael was 84 and still as beautiful as the first time he met him.
The blue Cadillac was still in Jack's possessions, and still worked, and that was the car he drove them, yes in his 82 years, to the damn state just to get married once more.
It didn't last long. He kicked the bucket a year later, after all those bullets, punches and stabs, it was a heart attack that got him. Buried with his first wife, he made sure the plot was paid for and spot kept for his husband, who'll soon join him.

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Facebook threw this band at me called The Cowgays and uh yeah okay here for queer country yes š š» but also guy on the rights outfit? Hello???
His jeans are glittery, his makeup is flawless, ugh *chefās kiss*