ColiOli
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Filled for TWD Kinkmeme challenge:
"Daryl hasn't had very many good sexual encounters. All of his partners in the past were overly rough, slapped him around, called him names, etc. He expects his first time with Rick to be the same, but Rick encourages him and gently praises him, makes him feel loved and treats him tenderly."
WARNINGS: Physical abuse, sexual abuse and a brief mention of a rape scenario.
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Nobody warned him recovery involved this much accountability, that eventually all roads would stop leading outward. He’s run out of people to blame now, out of excuses and circumstances and explanations. All that’s left is him standing face to face with himself, and he doesn’t particularly like the way he looks in his reflection.
Or: For a long time, Frank Langdon believed the worst thing that could happen to a person was pain. Then he discovered that pain has a talent for bringing company.
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Fucking Jack Abbot. What are the chances of that, bumping into him here. Well, it turns out, not so low after all.
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During the 10 months that Frank isn't at work he keeps on bumping into Dr Abbot. Him and Abby are taking a break, she doesn't want him at home and he's sick of sleeping on his brother-in-law's shitty couch. Abbot makes him an offer he's a bit too eager to accept. And things...change.
If you need a doctor, I'll examine every inch of you blah blah blah and so on
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24 Jun 2026
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“Do you know what it’s like,” Langdon presses on, “coming back to work after ten fucking months, and no one will dare to speak to me, like I’ve got some kind of contagious disease or something? I’m an addict, yes. I’ve made several mistakes, yes. I— everything you said, I fucked you over, I lied to you. All of it. You’ve said it, man. I’m not trying to contradict you, it’s just— It’s been almost a year of it being the only thing you’ve said to me.”
Robby shakes his head, a mirthless, almost disbelieving smile on his lips.
Langdon has been back at the Pitt for a while now, and Robby's done everything in his power to ignore him — until Langdon can't stand it any longer, and what started as a fight unravels a tangle of hard truths about their relationship that they'd sweeped under the rug, and suddenly want to step into the light.
Or, maybe love and forgiveness are the same thing, in the end.
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21 Jun 2026
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"He’s been doing that a lot — having weird thoughts and allowing them a spot in his mind. Lately, it’s been like a parking lot, his mind: there’s the area where the trucks are parked, the big, armored black trucks that hold thoughts like I’m a drug addict and My wife left me and What kind of a father am I; then, there’s the SUVs that have to drive in circles sometimes, looking for a spot, and they have stickers on their windows that say things like You’re getting older and Your back still hurts and You never call your parents enough. There are bikes chained to titanium poles that have some balloons tied to them that read That dog on my morning walk today was cute and I should get Penny those pink sneakers that were on sale and I have to buy a new toothbrush."
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This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. He’d planned it all out, hadn’t he? Practiced in front of the cracked mirror in his new single bedroom apartment. Forced his unused voice past straining vocal cords. Again, again. Until he could seem like a passable version of his former confident, if not snarky, self.
This pathetic, shaking man clutching the cold seat of a toilet in the PTMC staff bathroom had never met that person.
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Or: I put all the angst tropes in a blender, smash Langdon into a wall, and force feed him the smoothie.
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01 Jun 2026
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Usually, Robby would not be caught dead at an after-hours social event with his coworkers.
But he’s not his usual self lately, and hasn’t been for the better part of a year, so he supposes it’s par for the course.
So tonight, he’s lingering in the corner closest to the TV, supposedly having a conversation with Santos, Whitaker, and Mel, nursing the insanely strong drink he had reluctantly let them press into his hands, and half-watching the muted Pirates game half-listening to the woman over the speakers sing about how you can watch me watch me party on you, yeah when the front door swings open and Frank fucking Langdon walks in.
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01 Jun 2026
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Langdon’s aggravatingly put together tonight in a way that makes Robby want to tear him apart, get his hands all over him, rough him up the way he knows Langdon likes. It’s a primal thing, this heady urge to see him in a way nobody else gets to, not even Abby, when they were still together — his chest flushed red and heaving, mouth hung open as Robby’s thumb presses flat against his tongue, that blissful, fucked-out look on his face. Eyebrows pinched up with a need that seemed to seep into his larynx as he would mutter Robby’s name against the skin of his thumb.
Adonai echad.