#robby/abbot

[moonspren]

jack abbot said "accept the damn compliment" to TWO different people during that pittfest shift, and he only invited ONE of them to get a drink with him afterwards and that's all i have to say

[astronomical-light]

A prompt, if it pleases the court: Ellis finding out that Abbot is queer and immediately being nosy about his personal life

Jack Abbot might be an enigma to everyone else, but all it takes is one night where he leans over a little too far while moving a patient, the collar of his undershirt getting pulled out of place and revealing a rather conspicuous bite mark on the back of his neck, for Parker to have him all figured out. The placement wasn’t the giveaway; Parker knows beard burn when she sees it, and Jack was rubbed raw, causing a fully-formed hypothesis to spring forth in Parker’s mind with a desperate, unceasing need to prove it.

“So,” Parker starts, casually leaning on the counter of the nurse’s station when she finds Jack caught in the picture of concentration, fingers flying across the keyboard and eyes focused on the computer screen as he catches up on his backlog of charting. “Any fun plans for the weekend?” she asks, knowing she can’t let on exactly what she’s trying to get after—her best chance at bleeding solid information out of him is for Jack to slip up, to reveal more than he bargained for while he’s distracted, and Parker is going to use all the circumstances at her disposal to her advantage.

Jack’s eyes slide to the side to look at her without moving his head an inch—which, freaky—and his mouth curves up mysteriously; he never once breaks the rhythm of his typing when he says, “Oh, yeah,” emphasizing the oh in a way that has Parker’s nose scrunching, “I’ve got big plans—real big plans, if you’re picking up what I’m putting down," he tells her, flashing a grin that seems almost knowing, and Parker flattens her lips together in a bland smile, nodding enthusiastically like she does know what he means, all while mentally going back to the drawing board and reconsidering what the best play is for her next plan of attack.

[depressedraisin]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Pitt (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jack Abbot/Michael "Robby" Robinavitch, Jack Abbot (The Pitt)/Original Male Character(s) Characters: Jack Abbot, Michael "Robby" Robinavitch, Original Female Character, Jack Abbot's Dearly Departed Husband Additional Tags: Getting Together, Time Skips, Frottage, Drunk Sex, Grief/Mourning, Marriage Proposal, 4+1 format Summary:

"Does it bother you? That I still wear my wedding ring?"

aka Jack Abbot's Wedding Ring(s): The Saga

[s0fter-sin]

the way robby’s head drops when abbot says the patient he lost was a vet, he knows exactly what’s going through his head now and how hard he’s spiralling

[mistresscurvy]

Happy Friday, I wrote some Robby/Abbot subspace (The Pitt, 1K, E)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67751906

[charleslovemustdie]

i am so glad to see you

[kcsplace]

The Pitt Freefall

[lissa]

1.15 “9:00 P.M.” | THE PITT

[abbotcoded]

[starlingbite]

Lungs - Robby/Abbot - The Pitt

Pairing: Robby/Jack Rating: G Words: 4100

Read on A03

Jack Abbot stops breathing at exactly 8:52pm.

“Oh my God,” he hears someone exclaim, but he couldn’t tell you who.

As he takes in the figure on the gurney being wheeled into the ER, the IV in his arm, the blood in his hair, and the air being forced into his lungs every three seconds, Jack’s whole chest seizes up.

“It’s Doctor Robby,” One of the paramedics exclaims, like Jack can’t recognise him. Like they hadn’t kissed each other goodbye on the roof less than two hours ago.

[inrabbotdreams]

one of my favorite tropes for rabbot is obvious jack who flirts with robby incessantly and oblivious robby who doesn’t pick up on it because he thinks jack’s just like that with everyone. the build up and reveal are so delicious every time. 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

“robby, i’ve been trying to ask you out for months. i just made a pass at you last week!

robby blanches. “what? no! you asked me if i wanted to get dinner after my shift. i figured that was casual.”

“robby, it was valentine’s day. and i asked you to a candle-lit italian dinner. in what world does that say casual to you?”

[cicaklah]

new fic!!! the last of the ER cowboys by cicak

yeehaw, cowpokes, I finally wrote some actually funny PittFic.

pairing: Robby/Jack

rating: T

summary: No one thinks Robby talking to the press is a good idea, but if its the only thing that will stop the ER from being sold, then he'll just have to do it. How bad can it be?

tagged: Interviews, Getting Together, Comedy, Farce, POV Outsider, Cowboys & Cowgirls, Horseback Riding, Robby Robinavitch: latent horse girl, Mid-life Crisis, I asked three horse girls for advice in the process of writing of this story, overly-invested interviewers, Journalism, Robby talking to the press, its as chaotic as it sounds, finally writing my comedy fic for this fandom, brokeback mountain allusions

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For @pagingdoctorcarter because I read that infamously insane interview Noah Wyle did in the 90s and thought it would be extremely funny if Robby also did an insane interview. Nothing can be that chaotic, but a girl can but try.

anyway this was a great break from writing unethical robby doing unethical things, I do love him and want him to be happy. more of this, yes yes.

thanks to the horse girl chorus for all the horse facts I learned, and thanks to @idreadthenight for the ER factchecking.

[astronomical-light]

Robby/Jack, “you’re my favorite what if”

“Man, that was back when my crush on you was so bad,” Robby tells Jack, all wistful, focus drifting off into the middle distance as he remembers days long gone by, but he comes back to himself with a shake of his head and a self-deprecating smile, tipping the rest of his beer back and finishing the dregs in one long swallow; he’d said it so matter-of-factly, so plainly, like it was a universally known statement of truth and not a complete fucking bomb he’d just dropped on Jack out of fucking nowhere.

“What?” Jack asks, voice weak and mind reeling from the aftershock, recontextualizing everything he thought he knew in real time—all the pieces of himself and Robby and his understanding of how they fit together, the realization that there was an entire section of the puzzle missing, that the whole picture had never once been fully complete.

“You had to have known,” Robby says, faltering through the words like it’s only now occurring to him that maybe Jack didn’t fucking know, “you were—you were always my favorite what-if, I was so obvious—”

“Brother, I can assure you,” Jack interrupts, “you really fucking weren’t,” he says, mouth twisting as he chews on the inside of his cheek, and he really ought to take some time to process all of this, but what the fucking hell, “I don’t have to be—a what-if, I mean.”

“Oh,” Robby breathes out, eyes wide and jaw slack, blinking like he’s going through his own set of Earth-shattering revelations, and Jack snorts, one wrong thought away from descending into outright hysterical laughter, because oh was just the beginning.

[somethingrealobscure]

Once again I find myself in the midst of a “please just let these tired old men fuck” fandom and the tired old men are 1–4 years younger than me

[mistresscurvy]

I have written fic for The Pitt!!

Bedside Manner

Robby/Abbot, 4K words, Explicit

🧪 sex pollen

🧪 first time

🧪 workplace sex

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67535711

[andrealyn]

forever cursed to live unrelaxed (the pitt; dr. robby/dr. abbot)

Your secrets don't stay hidden forever in the fishbowl that is the ER. It's only a matter of time until someone figures them out, but sometimes it takes a while to see what's hidden in plain sight. (Five times no one figured out what's going on between Robby & Abbot, and the one time someone found out)

For @raedear, who basically made this a reality by poking the part of my brain that can't back down from a good idea.