the fox on the wall sees all

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Imagine, it’s middle of Covid. Jack’s wife died maybe five months before. Robby moves him into his house because he doesn’t trust him to be alone and also because he isn’t taking the isolation well.

For a few months it works. They go to work, they go home. Jack’s working through the grief. It’s slow but even virtual therapy is better than nothing.

The Adamson dies.

The thing about beta’s in this universe is they aren’t a fixed presentation. Their bodies adapt to stress, and there are instances of them switching presentation in order to fit a 'deficit' in their pack, or as a way to better ingratiate themselves to one.

Hell Robby's been through this once before, with Janey. He was verging on presenting alpha when she pulled the plug on the relationship. Mostly it was on him, his avoidance, him shutting down, etc. But a small part, one that was only confessed to over copious amounts of wine years later, was due to the fact she didn't fully trust a transitioned alpha.

There's stigma surrounding transitioned anything, that they're unreliable, not truly that presentation, that they're deceptive. Hollywood certainly makes enough crime thrillers with the plot point that the seemingly innocent omega was actually a beta that transitioned to steal the money.

The part everyone forgets about is it's completely involuntary.

The beta's body makes the call and there's no conscious decision.

It's hard to remember that when Robby's suddenly presenting as an omega.

His body desperate to establish some sort of pack in the wake of his mentor/father figure's death. And it just so happens his in close and constant proximity with an alpha that's just gone through a similar loss and looking for a pack as well.

It was truly a worse case senerio.

Robby was going through a presentation heat. Jack couldn't leave the house. Both of their instincts were screaming to bond.

People often assume omega's seduce their way into a bond like this. That the pheromones they emit are an aphrodisiac.

In reality Robby just stank of loneliness and desperation. Sure there was an appealing scent underneath but what compelled Jack to finally enter his room was the sheer abandonment emitting from the newly presented omega.

Robby has a chance of transitioning back into a beta, if his body is given adequate space and time, and if he's not mated.

They both become lucid again with Jack tasting blood and Robby feeling a bite.

It's terrible after. Both spiraling with guilt and regret. Robby feeling like he trapped Jack into a relationship. Feeling every bit the conniving beta that's portrayed in the media.

Jack feeling like he's doomed Robby to a life he never wanted. Feeling like he's forced Robby to take on the role of his late wife.

They still have to live together.

Jack switches to the night shift.

Robby's omega feels abandoned. He doesn't say anything about it.

The second lockdown is over Jack leaves. Robby only has a faded, forgotten hoodie with his scent on it.

They go back to being friends, brothers even. Robby's popping suppressants at an almost deadly rate. He hasn't even gone to the doctor.

Jack's getting increasingly flighty and aggressive. He picks up TEMs shifts instead of talking about it.

It comes to a head on the 4th. Robby actually collapse and everything comes to light.

Stage 3 rejection sickness.

Dana looks like she wants to rip Jack's throat out when he arrives and Robby's vitals immediately improve. He'd let her.

Jack stays on the roof for a long time after that. No Robby to talk him down. No, Robby's downstairs nearly dead because of his mistakes.

It'd be so easy...

Jack finally listens to his alpha and gets off the damn roof and goes to his omega.

Robby looks...shriveled. As if ever bit of life was thoroughly squeezed out, then ran over by a steam roller just to be safe.

He sits by his side and scents him. Robby's body weakly tries to return the favor.

Once he wakes up he's immediately apologetic.

Jack kisses him to shut him up.

"I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry." Jack looks at Robby, frail in a way he should never be. Confused and guarded like he can't imagine Jack may actually want him. Slightly leaning into his touch as if it's the only thing keeping him alive but he doesn't know if he's allowed to have it.

So Robby might be spoiled but he is smart with his money. His clothes are made to last, he never lets food spoil (private chef helps) and his furnitures are other antiques or hand made because fuck planned obsolescence.

And despite everything, the most precious things he owns are his Menora, Seder plates and the Talit he inharited from his grandfather. All of those get stored and treated in the best tools money can buy.

Ohhhhh spoiled!Robby does NOT play about waste.

His purchases have big price tags but long lives. If there ever is a reason he (or Jack) are not able to finish the food, or decide they aren’t getting good use out of clothes they give it to their kids med students.

In & Out is a comfort movie of mine, and in it Shawn’s character is also named Jack so obviously I’m gonna smash this and the Pitt together.

I keep thinking about the ending where all the students say “I’m gay,” and Jack’s the one who starts it. So he was being sincere, but everyone else just wanted to support their favorite teacher and his confession got ignored.

Either way, Jack’s like “well I did it, I came out” and he goes to college as an out gay guy and meets the hottest dude he’s ever seen in his life. He thought all those beauties were exclusive to Hollywood (like Cameron Drake) but boy did Michael Robinavitch prove him wrong.

They fall in love over the course of the semester, and Jack invites Robby home with him for the summer. He’s super excited to introduce his boyfriend to Mr. Brackett. He keeps hyping up his old English teacher to Robby, telling him about how he was really brave when he was outed and made Jack feel comfortable to come out. Robby’s ready to shake this guys hand.

But then they get to Jack’s hometown, Mr. Brackett looks at him weird. “You were serious?”

“Yeah?” Jack looks between him and Robby. “I thought that was obvious.”

“Jack, everyone in town said they were gay. Do you think everyone in Greenleaf is gay?”

“Well, no. But I said it first.”

normalize fans being reminded that boundaries between fandom and creators exist for a reason.

normalize fans recognizing their own creative potential without seeking canon validation

normalize the idea that fandom is a hobby, not an identity to threaten and fight and harass people over

normalize a healthy understanding of the boundaries between fiction and reality

tidbits from noah's interview about the pitt

scott gemmill was the one to choose the format of the show. he wanted 12 episodes to match a 12 hour shift, noah agreed. but hbo max said they wanted 15 episodes for 15 hours so they now need to work together to extend the shift by 3 hours each season.

scott was also the one to choose no music in the show. he wanted people not to look at their phones and away from the screen and to focus on what was happening at all times.

noah is writing episode 3 of season 3 and he cannot believe how many characters there are. he's doing his best to write every character into it as he wants people in hollywood to have jobs and get their health insurance in 2026.

they have 4 real life ER physicians on set at all times to educate the cast and to keep the medicine as real as possible as well as trauma nurses for their expertise.

Like. Idk, saying that he was specifically targeting women, when we know why he was avoiding langdon and dennis, makes me feel some type of way idk.

The unfortunate thing is that really what she needs is friends, a real friend, she just needs community, people to actually be there for her, but as long as she keeps pushing people away that's just kind of a self-fulfilling prophecy."

Part 1

• Jack is a perfect gentleman throughout courting and Robby doesn’t know what do with it

• “I can open the door on my own” “yeah but I’m here so why would you?”

• Every time Robby mentions that his previous alpha’s never did anything like this, Jack gets upset. Which is pretty frequently.

• Robby loves when Jack lies flat on top of him and his alpha’s weight creates a barrier between him and anything bad in the world

• Despite Jack’s very kind insistence that he thinks Robby is perfect as he is, Robby is a little nervous to have sex. He doesn’t want Jack to see how his body hasn’t maintained the omega ideal; especially since Jack has ideal alpha body

Rut stuff under the cut

• Robby grew up regular middle class in the 80s, but when he went to med school the first man he dated was older with a well paying job, and even after they broke up Robby wasn’t willing to give up the life of luxury he’d been introduced to

• He was running up credit cards like crazy keeping up with himself for a while

• Then came his attending salary 😋

• First thing he did (after paying off his debts) was move out of his shitty apartment and into a townhouse

• It served him well, beautiful large windows and a nice balcony. But after he and Jack got married they decided to build a house that they could grow old in together, and would have built in accommodations for Jack’s leg

• One thing Robby was insistent on was a large bathroom, the size of an average bedroom, with a huge mirror and lights and lots of counter space

• Robby only uses designer grooming supplies for his beard

• One time Jack borrowed some and used way to much of the soap and Robby had to do breathing exercises so he didn’t smack the shit outta him bc that’s like $13 worth of product down the drain for one measly shave

• The reasons he hates going to medical conferences isn’t actually because of all the speeches and mingling with strangers; it’s because PTMC is too cheap to get a good hotel and he hates sleeping on anything that isn’t his luxury bamboo sheets

• Also he claims everything except his special made mattress gives him back ache

• (Jack sleeps on the couch, floor, he dgaf)

• (but also he’s constantly complaining about his back so…)

• Rabbot have a private chef! They both can’t be bothered to cook, and Robby was sick of take out.

• The chef comes 3 days a week and meal preps for them, and those 3 days Robby gets a fresh dinner and Jack has breakfast

• Robby loves a quiet luxury brand. Everyone thinks he’s wearing a regular old sweater, but no. It’s 100% cashmere.

• Jack also wears fancy clothes because Robby does all his shopping for him since Jack couldn’t care less what he’s wearing

• (Though, Robby does love when Jack wears old beat up shirts and caps)

• When the residents and med students see him out of the hospital they hardly recognize him because at work he usually wears hospital brand sweaters over his scrubs and cargo pants

• They don’t realize those cargos were nearly $200

• He gets a mani/pedi every two weeks, and when their days off line up, Jack joins him

• Jack likes to give Robby his card to spend with, even though they have a joint bank account and Robby’s salary is higher

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“Mike, what the hell are you doing,” Jack asked as he watched Robby drag the coffee table away from the center of the living room, empty beer cans tipping over in the process.

“You know exactly what I’m doing, Jack,” Robby replied, a giddy smirk on his lips. He pushed the coffee table snug against the wall before heading to the record player. He pulled L-O-V-E by Nat King Cole off the shelf, his copy in a worn and tattered case originally belonging to his grandmother. Carefully sliding the record from its case, Robby placed it on the record player and turned around to face Jack.

L is for the way you look at me O is for the only one I see

“Mikey, you cannot be serious,” Jack said, eyebrow raised and fighting the smile tugging at his lips as Robby walked toward him.

“Oh, please, you love it,” Robby said as he walked behind Jack, grabbing the handles of his wheelchair. “You ready?”

“Whenever you are,” Jack said as he settled into his seat.

Robby smiled as he tipped Jack’s chair up such that the front wheels were off the ground and began spinning them around the room.

Two in love can make it, take my heart and please don't break it Love was made for me and you

Robby was singing along as he danced the two of them through the living room. Jack had a smile on his face, head tipped back to see Robby, laughing as Robby adjusted his movements in time with each song on the record.

They didn’t do this all that often. Jack knew Robby loved it, even if it took a couple beers in his system for him to act on it, but Jack just didn’t use his wheelchair regularly enough. He was beginning to wonder if maybe he should listen to Robby’s insistence he use it more at home; just so he could see the unadulterated joy on his partner’s face when they did this.

Love is so sweet At our Swiss Retreat Our Swiss Retreat

As the record came to an end, Robby tipped Jack’s chair back one last time and lent down. Jack tilted his head back far enough to meet Robby in a kiss, soft and tender, smiles on both their lips.

“You’re cute when you dance,” Jack said against Robby’s lips.

“Yeah?” Robby said with a laugh as he set Jack’s chair back down and came around to the front.

“Yeah, maybe I’ll let you do it more.”

Robby leaned down to kiss Jack again before pulling back to speak, “I’d like that.” His eyes were crinkling at the corners as he smiled, Jack couldn’t think of a prettier sight.

“But I’m picking the record next time,” Jack teased.