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What 48 hours and minimal sleep does to a mf
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CATACLYSM
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cat·a·clysm
Broadly: an event that brings great changesIn which there is unfinished business in the "processing the suicide you witnessed" department
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In the wake of loss, what else is there to do but sleep?
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how to (not) be normal about things (by trinity santos) by some_pomegranate_tea
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
23 Sep 2025
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Langdon drags a hand across his face, not even looking at her anymore, but he still feels too close, way too close. “Jesus Christ.”
Trinity tries to breathe through the pounding in her heart.
“If you don’t take a few steps back, this is about to get a lot more humiliating for both of us,” she says tightly, hoping Langdon can’t hear the slight waver in her voice.
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Getting stuck in a closet with a man who could hurt her is not a scenario which Trinity Santos is prepared to be calm about.
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08 Jun 2026
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Sicktember Day 19- Stomach Ache
“Robby? Hey, everything okay, brother?”
Robby shakes his head, then realised that's not something Jack can interpret over the phone. Clears his throat. Murmurs a gravelly,
“N-not great. Think’ve- fuck- think’ve got appendicitis.”
There's a muffled curse and a rustling on Jack's end. Robby lets his eyes fall closed, throat bobbing nauseously.
“Mikey?”
“Mm.”
“I’m coming.”
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Robby gets appendicitis.
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- Part 19 of Maisie's Sicktember 2025
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05 Jun 2026
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Jack tries to make Robby talk.
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05 Jun 2026
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what are friends for if not to make bad decisions with? by BestDeadFriendsForever
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
11 Sep 2025
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Robby had just settled his glasses on his nose after doing handoff with Jack so that he could finish up his backlog of charts and go home at a somewhat reasonable hour when Santos stepped up to the corner of his desk with her arms crossed and something approximating a scowl on her face.
“Can I… help you?” Robby asked, slightly unnerved by the sudden appearance and honestly weird fucking energy that he was getting from his intern. But then again, he was often unnerved by Santos. She had this very abrupt, abrasive way about her most of the time, like she had a chip on her shoulder and was terrified of anyone ever seeing that minuscule crack in her armor, but then she could pivot seemingly out of nowhere to be incredibly open and compassionate.
“Whitaker is graduating next week,” Santos said in that clipped tone that she had. Like this was information that Robby should have already been aware of and she was irritated at having to be the one to give it to him.Bookmarked by NullsVoid
03 Jun 2026
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"Gimme a fist."
Robby dutifully obeys. Watches with widening pupils as Jack traces the veins that are now plumper in his arm. Like they've been taught, Jack palpates the vein with two fingers, a slow roll. He's done the same with other veins on Robby's body, speed-running their first-year anatomy curriculum. Great saphenous: the interior of his thigh. Deep dorsal: down the length of his cock. He feels a throb at the memory, and Jack looks at him with that unwavering stare of his like he knows.
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A med school-era Rabbot AU.
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03 Jun 2026