RighteousRiot
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"Do you trust me?" Dean asks. "Really trust me?"
"Dean what -" Sam's face is a mask of concern, his eyebrows pinched in that way that could go cute or bitchy depending on which way the mood drops. His eyes lock onto Dean's hand, on the object held there. His favorite knife, pearl handled and collapsible, blade small enough for the most precise cuts. "Dean, what are you doing?"
Interconnected one shots that span the course of the series. Each chapter falls within the same timeline but will begin and end on it's own.
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Like the Very Best of Friends by RighteousRiot for paperstorm
Fandoms: The Old Guard (Movie 2020)
22 Jan 2021
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They had told Nile only yesterday that over the years Joe had occasionally had to leave art pieces behind due to their size or sudden departures and that it had become somewhat of a game to go through and see what historians made of their discovery.
“Nicky is naked in a lot of them,” Booker had deadpanned, falsely assuming that would qualify as a deterrent.
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Initially the idea had seemed fun, a nice little way to build the anticipation between the two of them while Chris was away. It had been the eve of his flight out for the latest round of press and Chris had turned to him, both of them still breathing hard and sweating through the sheets, to say “What if I asked you not to come again until I got back?” His eyes had gone a little dark at the thought, locking in on Sebastian’s wet parted lips. “No. What if I TOLD you not to?”
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“How’s this?” Chris asked, rocking his pelvis a little. “Huh? Wanna give me any lip? Where’s that snark, Seb, huh? Lemme hear it.” Another rock of his hips, this one rough around the edges.
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Set just before the end of The Winter Soldier and afterwards. Follow the boys as they go through the aftermath of what's happened and how they'll deal with it.
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"You think Dr. Abbot is being inappropriate with Dr. Mohan?"
Santos' expression flickered. "Look, I know he's your—you know, your friend," she said in a way that implied a lot more than that.
Robby didn't engage with that side of it, simply inclining his head. "He is my friend. I've known him a long time. What you're describing would be out of character for him."
"Men always fucking say that," she snapped, a lifetime of frustration living there. "'He'd never do that; he's a family man. Goes to church on Sundays, gives to charity, pillar of the community.' But it's not like that. Abusers aren't obvious. They hide it. That's how they get in the door." She shook her head at him, like he should be smarter than this. "You're his boss. Of course you'd never see it. It would only come out with people who have less power than him."
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18 Jul 2026
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A collection of art for 'The Pitt' (mostly Rabbot-focused, but there's other stuff mixed in too).
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12 Jul 2026
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When Jack comes home late from a SWAT call, looking like every fantasy Robby has ever had, they crash together like they haven't in months. The moment Robby's hand slides into Jack's pants the fantasy shatters. Jack can't get hard, hasn't been able to for weeks, and suddenly three months of "it's fine" come crashing down around them. Sometimes love means taking pills together, laughing through the awkwardness, and rediscovering that even at fifty you can still have sex so good you need to set a timer for the ER.
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21 Jun 2026
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Ellis made an amused noise, drawing Robby's attention. "You know, Dana's enlisted everyone in finding a kinship foster."
"Don't look at me," Robby said instantly, just like he'd said to Dana, an actual jolt of horror pitching his gut at the idea.
Ellis went entirely innocent. "What I'm seeing is you looking mighty comfortable over there. And you got nothing but time."
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23 May 2026
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“Let me tell you something,” Robby says into the sink, clinical and eerily calm, “My life was a lot easier before you showed up, talking to me like you have a fucking clue about anything.”
Jack huffs, not in humour, but something of instinct, loud enough that Robby releases his grip from the edge and turns back to glare at him.
“Is that right?” Jack asks, eyes flicking across Robby’s face. His cheeks are flushed with rage, and his nostrils are flaring uncontrollably through each aggressive breath.
Or: Robby is an unstoppable force. Jack is an immovable object.
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22 May 2026