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What you are about to read is a love story as old as time itself. Med student meets new attending. Falls in love instantly. Attending secretly has erectile dysfunction. Med student secretly has a cure. The result is one sexy game of chicken to see who’ll do something about it first. There’s porn AND plot, if you can believe it. There’s merry pranksters. There’s the GODDAMN NIGHT SHIFT, BABY!!! There’s cowboy medicine. And blood and guts. And piss. And shit. And goo. And a genuine attempt at medical authenticity for some idiotic reason. There’s the shoving of sharks into Ziploc bags (iykyk). There’s puns--soooo many puns. There’s hopeless romanticism. There’s two people who’ve lost the world and find it in each other again. There’s love that cheats death. There’s the queerness and madness that didn’t suit any of the Pittlings, so I decided to do something insufferable and insane and create an OC. Puke!! But if you do not find yourself already walking out, seeking a barf bag, I invite you to stay, for as long as you wish, and let two of Pittsburgh’s best resuscitationists place their tender hearts in your care. Strap in, oomfs.
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10 Jun 2026
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mongrels who ain't got a penny by stillateenageabomination
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
11 May 2026
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"Jeez, you're morbid." When the kid just bared his teeth in what could be generously described as a grin, if one were to squint and generally have the vision quality of a mole, Jason turned back to the rapidly paling Tim. "You want to sweep the place for signs of Nightwing while I wrap things up with junior over here?"
"Junior," the kid scoffed, which was real fucking rich for someone who was an inch or two from being strictly categorized as fun-sized. "Fuck off."
"Hey, watch your mouth. Kids who don't know times tables aren't allowed to swear."
"I can multiply just fine, jackass."
"Hood," Tim cut in, voice squeaky like it'd been squeezed-compressed-squashed ten times over. "I don't need to keep looking for Dick. He's right there."
or, who would've thought that a de-aged Dick would be really angry, really annoying, and really attached to Jason?
(Bruce. Bruce would've thought. This might be his worst nightmare, actually.)
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04 Jun 2026
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Bruce & Dick: Progression by Jora_hamiltrash7777
Fandom Batman - All Media Types, The Batman (Movie 2022)
15 Jun 2026
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03 Jun 2026
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“What,” Jack says, eyebrows raised, “no morning kiss for Dad?”
Robby shakes his head before pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth, then full on his lips, then the other corner. An apology. Then, he bites Jack’s nose.
“Okay, okay,” he says, pulling back with a smile. “Now we’re even. Good morning, sunshine. It’s still raining, as I’m sure you can appreciate. It’s—” he turns slightly to peek at the alarm clock on his nightstand “—half past nine, the Lord’s day. I’ve already done a load of laundry and put everything of yours I could find, so I hope you don’t have a stash of dirty socks and underwear I’m unaware of, because if you do, then you’ll have to do another load later.”
Or, a slow morning in Robby, Jack and their daughter's life.
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17 May 2026
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Usually when Robby is awoken by Jack on their joint day off it is under significantly more sexy circumstances. Circumstances that typically include Robby’s face pressed against a pillow or Jack feeling up under his shirt, groping and prodding as he whispers exactly how he’s going to take Robby apart.
Well, his hands are definitely up Robby’s shirt. Not necessarily in an arousing way. He hisses as the ice cold hands press against the fat of his stomach, arching away as Jack sleepily grumbles.
“What the hell are you doing?” Robby whispers harshly, trying to curl away from the evil, frozen mitts of his husband. Ex-husband if this keeps up. Which it seems to be if Jack’s tighter hold on him means anything.
“‘S cold.” Jack grouses, voice gravelly and pleasant in his ear even with his utter betrayal of actions. Of course it’s cold. It’s February in fucking Pittsburgh. Robby could probably ice skate on their sidewalk on the way to work at this rate.
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16 May 2026