nothing sexier to me than the trope where the parents are canoodling while watching their kids play and it gets a little heated and one of them goes “careful or we'll end up with another”
jack would keep on living if robby died to honor his life, but robby would immediately throw himself into oncoming traffic if jack died. this is despite the fact that i think jack loves robby more-- jack just has a lot more love in his life. robby's only source of love is jack.
dad!robby gets all sad about never getting to have the picture perfect family he always dreamed of, with the wife and the kids and the pond.
he got one precious, now-grown daughter, but her mom is long since out of the picture. he's convinced that the dream is dead for him, and he'll never get to be a father again.
but his sweet baby girl starts begging him to knock her up. and he wants to be the responsible father, wants to say that the risks outweigh the joy of seeing his girl all round with his child (and grandchild... but he tries not to think too hard about that.)
but his girl is persistent, swearing she'll be the best wife. and daddy can never say no to his girl. so come a few months later, he's helping her pick out maternity clothes.
dad robby who so clearly adores his baby, who is so overly affectionate and doting over his baby every moment he’s around them that he makes everyone else around them super uncomfortable. whispers fly around at thanksgiving/christmas when the extended family is all together because he’s got you on his lap and lets you eat off his plate, sometimes even feeding you himself…
Oh. Oh my god. Woah. I’m sure Robby celebrates Hanukkah due to him being Jewish but I do think they still celebrate thanksgiving ? Pls someone educate me if I’m wrong ^^
I can see you getting food on the corner of your mouth, maybe some gravy or something and he wipes it away a little too tenderly with his thumb before licking the digit clean. A low groan in his throat as you giggle at him.
Deciding to feed him as well because he’s your daddy and you want to take care of him too !! Pushing the utensil into his mouth and chewing on your lip when he hums in appreciation, licking his lips clean when you get food into his beard.,.
Giggling and being all cute when he murmurs sweet nothings in your ear, grinding on his lap uncaringly as family members watch… attempting to give him kisses whenever you can,,.
Robby spreading your legs while you’re still on top of him, large rough hands sliding up your inner thighs while whispers get louder, stares get more obvious, not like either of you care. Robby rarely involves himself into extended family for a reason, they just don’t understand real familial love. Not the way you do.
Oughhh and when some distant cousins or great great grandparents have to stay the night due to being too tipsy or whatever, Robby offers your bedroom up in an instant. When asked where you’ll stay, you just giggle and say all innocently, “In my daddy’s bed, of course! Where else?”
stepdad!robby coming home late, slightly drunk after being dragged to a work night out at a local bar. he goes straight to the kitchen to get some water and an aspirin. he sits at the kitchen table for a moment, trying to sober up before heading to bed—which he realises is empty since his wife is away for the weekend at a wedding for an old school friend.
after a few moments, he heads upstairs to bed, but only gets as far as your bedroom, pausing when he hears soft little sobs from the other side of the door. he lightly knocks on the door before opening it slowly, looking over at you in bed, your body slightly shaking. he immediately rushes over to you, kneeling down beside you and placing a hand on your shoulder. he shakes you gently, brows furrowed when he sees you awake, tears streaming down your face.
“is everything okay? you’re crying, honey..”
“had a bad dream.. someone took you away from me..”
“oh, sweetheart..” robby stood up, before sitting down on the edge of your bed, hand rubbing across your back as you sat up slightly, sniffling and wiping your tears away. he smiled softly at you before speaking once again, “i won’t ever let that happen, okay?”
you nod and lean forward to hug him. robby buries his head in your neck as he holds you tight against him, a tear falling down his cheek.
“want to come sleep in my bed tonight?”
“is that okay?”
“of course, honey.. i’ll go and get dressed then come back and get you okay?”
you nod again, watching robby leave and you blinked back tears waiting for him to return. after a while, you heard his footsteps padding across the hall outside, so you got up and walked over to your doorway, meeting him there. he smiled down at you, leading you to his bedroom where you quickly got into bed—you tried to hide your smile but he caught you.
“feelin’ all better, huh?”
“mmhm..”
robby smiled and got in his side of the bed and let you snuggle into his side, kissing the top of your head.
“everything’s gonna be okay, sweetheart.. dad’s always gonna be here to look after you and take care of you, okay? nobody’s takin’ me away from my sweet little girl..”
you nod, settling down into his side and falling asleep. robby soon fell asleep himself, and soon you were on your side, robby behind you, his arm wrapped around your waist. you woke up in the early morning, checking the clock, which read 4:32am, and you rolled your eyes before closing your eyes again and trying to get back to sleep. but you wriggled slightly in robby’s grip, squeezing your legs together with a whine. you swallowed thickly, before gently taking robby’s hand and pushing it between your legs. a groan behind you let you know robby was awake.
“what time is— what are you doin’ honey?”
“c-can you touch me, daddy?”
“of course, honey.. you need some help down here?”
“mmhm..”
“such a good girl, honey.. askin’ your old man to help you out.. dad’ll make you feel so much better..”
that whenever you get that weird feeling in your tummy and between your legs you’re running straight to him.
eyes all glassy and sad looking as you whine, “daddy, think i need your help again.” with a big ol’ pout on your pretty lips.
“oh yeah, sweetheart? need daddy’s help with what?” he smiles as he pulls you into his lap. he knows exactly what you need but he has to hear you say it first, you have to ask for it.
“feeling achy again.” you pout, frown growing wider as the feeling you get from sitting in robby’s lap only makes the ache worse.
“ah, well, we can’t have that can we, sweetheart?” he chuckles, tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear, watching as you chase his hand with your face dying for any touch from him to relieve yourself. “don’t worry, baby. dad’ll take care of you, you just lie back and i’ll make that achy feeling go away for you.”
you’re already scrambling out of his lap and lowering yourself onto your back on the couch. “thank you, daddy. love you.”
he’s hooking his fingers under the waistband of your shorts when he looks up at you again, smile wide on his face. “i love you too, sweetheart. more than anything in the world, my best girl.”
most of the time i resent my mom for how angry she gets about dad and i, but this quote always makes me so sad for her. i wouldn't know how to cope either if my daughter was clearly enamored with my husband and he was at best entertaining it and at worst actively reciprocating. and secretly complaining about how nagging she was to my daughter, and whispering things to her right in front of me to make her laugh and always saying that i wouldn't understand the joke. i would also crash out.
it's giving dad robby..... telling you he loves you, his sweet precious daughter, so much that he just can't bear to let you keep going to college 'cause why would you ever need to go off into the world? he'll take much better care of you.
getting to sleep with dad!robby in his bed when mom goes out of town ᢉ𐭩
he’s got his arms wrapped around you tight, your back pulled right against his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his soft tummy against your naked skin. his face pressed into the back of your neck peppering the area with warm kisses that make you feel so fuzzy inside. his thick cock buried to the hilt inside of your achy pussy just cock warming him until he can’t take it anymore and he has to fuck you.
n when he fucks you it's soft and sweet, he can be possessive at times but knows when his little girl is so sleepy he should be gentle with her. daddy knows how sensitive your little pussy can be, doesn't wanna hurt his sweet little girl because he loves you so much. he'd never hurt you on purpose.
when he’s done he doesn’t bother pulling out and you fall asleep wrapped in his big warm arms with his cock going soft inside of you and being so full of daddy’s cum :3
in retrospect it seems like robby’s recovery wasn’t originally planned to take place so early in the show, and i wonder if they bumped it up in response to the backlash to his characterization in s2.
(thank u to the anon who sent this in my ask box, i downloaded it to post bc it shared ur tik tok with ur name so i didn’t want to post ur ask just in case x)
(oh and thank you to miss orange blossom for also sending it me in another ask ahahah)
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