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Santos: Your existence is confusing. Whitaker: How so? Santos: Your presence is incredibly annoying, but the thought of anything bad happening to you upsets me.
im having such bad baby fever rn i NEED to get dennis whitaker pregnant
THE cutiest cutie ever. god I love him
All new dr robby moodboard, featuring all his favourite things!!

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Something something robby going to an event and dennis finding him in a suit so fucking hot he makes out real sloppy w him and musses up his hair a little
as much as I occasionally love the idea of dennis whitaker in a pair of little panties or little briefs or some shit I knowwww his ass is always wearing lowk ugly baggy ass boxers.
robby is undressing him and mumbling are those mine? against his stomach, trailing his tongue right above the waistband. dennis shudders out a little ye-yeah— and the thought that dennis is in his clothes, his underwear, is much sexier to him than anything else could be.
Caught in the act
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This year I’m attempting to make Gentlebeard art based on the colours of the Gilbert Baker pride flag!
First one was easy because it’s my favourite colour, AND one of the best things to draw them doing, I hope you like it! 🥰
HAPPY PRIDE, DARLINGS
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important reminder that most people you follow online are significantly lamer than you think they are including me. and if you feel insecure comparing yourself to someone online: DON'T. theyre probably also lame and weird. most people on the internet are
reblog if you're also lame and weird.
the art: dennis whitaker on the bed with his legs spread, showing off his fluttering, gaping, post-orgasm pussy that's covered in cum and slick and is red and swollen, absolutely sopping wet.
the artist: robby panting next to him, dick soft and shining from pussy slick, face and beard dripping with the same substance after shoving his face into dennis's cum-stuffed cunt and eating him out until the young man screamed.
it's a very pretty picture, well done robby.
I still fw hucklerobby
some people will be like “I wonder why fanfic writers don’t share their works anymore😔” and then this is them when a writer is kind enough to share something they write — as a hobby, for their own enjoyment — with them for free.
some people really don’t realize how privileged they are that they get fanfics for free. imagine having access to something for free because someone is kind enough to share it with you… and then being rude, entitled and an ungrateful pos to that person who was kind enough to share their creation with you for free
“almost 1 year is a lil too much for me” fuck off. fanfic writers don’t owe you anything. one of my favorite fics was updated after 13 years, and what I did is that I thanked the author for choosing to continue the work, I didn’t act like a spoiled toddler by asking why they didn’t update sooner. and even if a writer chooses to abandon their fic permanently with no explanation, that is their choice, their hobby, their decision. they don’t owe your entitled ass anything.
you people let tiktok rot your brains to the point you see everything as content farm and engagement. not a piece of art created by the artist’s love and passion. it’s dystopian.
nosiest duo ever in the world

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i've never seen a man happier to get a bobblehead
Hucklerobby who aren’t even dating but any time they’re together they play stupid little games: I spy, “guess what word I’m thinking of,” and, most notably, the he one where they both have a number and ask questions to figure out what it is. And it inevitably gets especially confusing when they play that one during shift for the first time.
Robby who saunters up to Dennis (who’s been charting next to Trinity) and bends down to ask him, in the most serious voice he can muster, “is this an appropriate number for a white blood cell count?”
Trinity looks up from her computer, gobsmacked at the concept of Robby of all people asking such a basic question about a patient. But he isn’t holding a chart, and Dennis just scrunches his nose like it’s painful then hums.
“No, gosh, no.” He shakes his head, smiling. “Wayyy too low.” He finishes. Robby clicks his tongue, knocking against the counter before walking off. Dennis just returns to what he’s doing while Trinity frowns at him.
Then Dennis squinting against the glaring sun at Robby in the ambulance bay as they wait on an incoming trauma with Mel and Javadi in tow.
“If I had, like, this amount of knives. Would you think I was a deranged murderer?” He asks, twirling his hand in front of him as he speaks. Javadi looks up with a slack jaw, and Mel frowns at them. Yet Robby snorts, shaking his head no.
“No, I think you’d be in the clear.”
And Robby who grabbed Dennis by the shoulder as soon as they finished rounding and very seriously inquired-
“If I had this many pairs of shoes how inconvenient would it be?”
Dennis takes a second to consider, snorting at the concept.
“Horribly.”
Robby smiles. “Is your number seriously one?”
To which Dennis gawks, shoving Robby playfully.
“How’d you guess that?!”
Trinity’s groan rings out loud enough that it draws both their attention, when she speaks, it’s a yell.
“That’s seriously what you two dumbasses have been talking about all day?”
Bonus:
After they do finally get together and new med students start flowing in, everyone leaves them to figure out the game for themselves too. It’s very confusing to them..