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Dennis occasionally uses Grindr to get a place to sleep for the night. He takes a chance on an older guy, who ends up being kind and wonderful and fantastic in bed. Dennis wishes it could be something more, wishes they could have something real-
And then he walks into the Pitt holding his Chief Attending, Dr. Michael "Robby" Robinavitch's coffee mug in his hand.
A companion piece to my Grindr hookup fic, First, Do No Harm - told from Dennis's POV. Not necessary to read the original story, but it might be more fun to see both sides.
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- Part 2 of Epidemics
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24 Jun 2026
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Dennis Whitaker had never lied to anyone about himself; he was born in Nebraska, he has two brothers, and his family owns a farm. But he just hadn't told anyone the most recent events of his life; he was all that before he was adopted by Will Graham and Hannibal Lecter, an FBI Agent and a psychiatrist.
Or, Dennis is the son of our two favourite cannibals au, cuz why not :3
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12 Jun 2026
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Robby thought ending it was for the best. Dennis thought leaving would be easier.
Now they meet again. Nothing fits the way it used to, except the parts that still matter.
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09 Jun 2026
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Dennis Whitaker has a new life in Pittsburgh. He loves his job (most days), he loves his roommate (ew, dennis, not even my mother says she loves me), and he loves things he’s not supposed to (great work out there, Whitaker).
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Dennis has religious trauma and a big old crush he doesn’t know what to do with.
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03 Jun 2026
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God, he’s done for.
That smile which he met just under ten hours ago, stood right infront of him. He’s dawning a blue zip up, cargo pants.
Those hands that pinned him down just eight hours ago hung onto either side of his stethoscope that was slung around his neck.
The lips that nibbled on the inside of his thigh, upturned, in the same smile that greeted him across the smoky bar.
“Fuck.” Dennis had to force down the bile. He mumbles under his breath, enough to catch a sly eye from Trinity.
“Hello. I’m Dr. Michael Robinavitch. I’m the new chief attending.”
Great.
or in which Dennis’ one night stand from Dr. Al-Hashimis going away party just so happens to be his new boss at the PTMC.
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31 May 2026