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diagnosed with old man lover disease.

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Professor!Robby being one of the strictest professors in college, and reader LOVES it.

anon im so sorry for this being so late but it a) got lost in my requests which im going through bit by bit and b) lost motivation for professor!robby for a while but im getting back into it!!!!

thinking about this but like also he lowk gives you special treatment. like he’s a bit mean, grumpy, and gets frustrated with the class on a daily basis but you know better than to mess with him, so you’re sitting there waiting patiently for him to continue with the lesson—and he’s so thankful for it. near the end of the semester he asks if you can stay behind for a chat after class and you panic, thinking you’ve done something wrong. you wait by his desk, gripping your books close to your chest, but you relax slightly when he approaches you with a smile on his face.

he perches on the edge of his desk, right beside you, as he tells you how he appreciates that you listen to him, that you take in what he’s saying and he can tell you’re learning a lot—which is when he nudges your arm slightly, muttering you might be the best performing student i’ve ever had. you smile then, thanking him before shrugging your shoulders, nudging his arm and saying well i know better than to piss you off. he rolls his eyes at that, but before he can speak, you somehow pluck up the courage to toe the line with him, to flirt a little as you look up at him, eyes slightly wide when you say but it’s okay, y’know.. i kinda like that you’re a little mean.

robby chuckles then, shaking his head slightly as he says and what do you mean by that exactly—to which you reply nothing.. was just trying to make you feel less bad about being grumpy. he smiles at you again, before you feel his hand brush along the side of your thigh and your eyes flick down to watch his pinky finger trace along the material of your skirt, down to where the hem of the fabric has bunched up on the edge of his desk—then his finger touches your skin and you gasp slightly. his eyes are still laser focused on your face when he says can be a lot meaner if you asked nicely. you look up at him then, eyes pleading with him silently and he brings his hand up to cup your chin, holding your gaze on his as he searches in your eyes for any ounce of regret—but finding none, he leans forward, presses a soft kiss to your lips for just a few seconds, then he’s pulling away again. you whine at the loss of contact, mumbling out can you kiss me again.. please?—and robby chuckles, tilting his head and answering you with a thought you liked when i was mean, hm?

you whine again at his words, before saying i jus’ want to kiss you again.. please?—and robby wants to be mean for you, to deny you anymore kisses just to please you, but he can’t, can’t say no to your pleading face and glassy eyes, silently begging him for just an ounce of attention. and so he kisses you once more, slightly longer this time, until a loud knock at his door breaks you apart from him. you grab your stuff and go to leave, but not before he gives you a quick peck on your lips, telling you that the next time he sees you, he’ll give you all the kisses in the world—and promises to be slightly mean about it, of course.

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pussy from a girl half his age would fix michael robinavitch

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Stepdad!robby coming home after a tiring shift. Reader coming down the stairs, saying hi to her daddy <3 she can see that he’s tired, so she offers to run him a bath. As the old man that he is, Robby tell her that he’s so exhausted even for a bath, so Reader assures him that she will help him. It’s all so sweet, how devoted Reader is in washing her stepdad, and as she keeps on dragging the loofah on his skin, she notices Robby’s erection: I’m sorry Angel. It’s just a natural reaction, would you help me with this too?

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woooahhh this is soooo buzzy!!

warning: this is icky!! icky icky icky!! dumbification lowk, reader is naive as hell. robby is manipulative asf!! be warned.

helping out stepdad!robby in the bath.

“i’m sorry angel. it’s just a natural reaction to you makin’ me feel good, think you could help dad out with this too?” robby knows he’s pushing his luck, but he also knows how devoted you are, how much you love your step daddy, how you’d do anything for him.

“i uh-i guess…how?” you’re all innocent eyes and shy smiles as you look up at him from your position kneeling on the floor beside the tub, loofah now discarded to the side.

"you know? like i taught you before, remember that? when you helped daddy feel really nice with your hands?" he tilts his head when he speaks to you, using that gentle tone that he knows you respond best to.

you swallow and nod slowly. "should i get in with you?"

robby nods and watches intently as you strip your clothes off, leaving them in a neat pile on the floor before stepping into the bath, you go to sit down facing him but he stops you with a hand on your hip.

"other way, angel." he guides your body with his hand so your back is turned to him now.

"but how will i be able to do that thing if i'm not facing you?" you ask but still sit down between his legs anyway. daddy always knows best so you do as you're told.

"don't worry, i'll show you. how about you open your legs for me, sweetheart?" he has both hands on each of your thighs, gently smoothing over them under the surface of the water.

"o-okay, daddy." you part your legs the best that you can in the cramped tub, bringing your knees up to your chest. robby slides his hand between your thigh and stomach, fingers resting against the soft mound of your pussy.

"okay, now give me your hand." he instructs and takes your hand in his, pushing himself as far back as he can to give you a little bit of room while he wraps your fingers around his shaft. it feels very different under the water than it did when you jerked him off before, feels softer, easier for you to glide over it with your fist.

"there ya go, doing so good, sweetheart. makin' daddy feel really nice, such a sweet girl takin' care of your old stepdad like this, aren't you? my sweet sweet girl." he purrs in your ear, his deep tone rumbling through his throat and sending shivers down your spine.

"well, i love you, daddy. this is how you show people you love them, isn't it? that's what you said before." robby wonders how he got so lucky to get such a sweet naive girl like you who just believes everything her daddy tells her. just his dumb little puppy so eager to please him.

"exactly, you're so clever, baby. you learn so quick, don't you?" he presses a wet kiss to your neck and revels in the way you lean into it, he can feel your smile across your cheeks from the praise he gave you. "hey, how about you let daddy show you how much he loves you, hm? it'll feel so nice i promise. you're always such a good girl for me, think you deserve to feel good too, right?"

"uh yeah, okay. but how?" you ask, hand still gliding up and down the length of his hard cock at the pace he taught you the last time, you can still feel the way it twitches in your hand under the warm water.

"don't worry, i'll show you. just relax, sweetheart." he presses one last kiss to your neck, resting his chin on your shoulder as he leans forwards, bringing the hand he was resting on your pussy down a little bit. his long fingers find your clit immediately and gives you a few gentle rubs, feeling your body tense up a little bit as you gasp from the sensation.

"never touched yourself there before, huh, angel?" he asks, burying his face in the crook of your neck, his damp beard tickling your warm skin. you shake your head slowly, hand still firmly wrapped around his cock, though you're jerking him slower now, a little distracted by what's going on between your legs.

"that's okay, sweetheart. it'll feel really really nice, but i need you to promise me that you won't try this yourself, only daddy can touch you like this, yeah? so if you like it and you're feeling achy down there, you just come tell me and i'll take care of it, okay?" his fingers work slow circles over your clit and small whines tumble from your lips as you nod, resting your head against his as your body starts to feel so fuzzy and limp.

"uh-huh. i promise, daddy. only dads can touch their sweet girls like this?" your moans get louder as robby's pace increases, he presses down a little harder, finding exactly the right pressure to make you fall apart in his arms.

"yep, exactly. aren't you just the smartest girl in the world, hm? my sweet girl is just so so clever." he smirks against your neck. he has you exactly where he wants you and you don't even know it

michael robinavitch you are a pervert and i love you very much <3 (maybe i’m the pervert seeing as i wrote it) anywayyy hope u enjoyed, taking a bit of a gamble posting it this late but we ball.

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"well, i love you, daddy. this is how you show people you love them, isn't it? that's what you said before." robby wonders how he got so lucky to get such a sweet naive girl like you who just believes everything her daddy tells her. just his dumb little puppy so eager to please him.

WOAH!!!!!!!!!!!!! also only dads can touch their sweet girls like this??????!!!!!!!!

barking growling on all fours rn im going crazy bouncing off the walls 😖😖 this is INSANE ur mind is incredible

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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..”

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wdym russell crashed like barely a minute into the race today……..

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the fact that only one side of pitt fandom ships the actors together is weirding me out like why cant u all just be fucking normal

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pervy!mechanic!robby whos garage you stumble into after some car troubles. you sit in his office, waiting for him to return with the details and the price.

when he eventually returns, he gives you a rundown of what’s wrong and what needs fixed—but it all gets a bit overwhelming and robby pulls you in to his side, rubbing his hand up and down your arm and trying to soothe you. he coos at you, telling you he can cover some of the costs so it reduces the price—but only if you do him a favour.

next thing you know, your bare knees are sore, almost scraping on the metal floor as he sits at his chair, head thrown back with one hand on the back of your head. he pushes your head further down into his lap, the blunt head of his cock hitting the back of your throat as he mutters sickly sweet praises telling you how warm your mouth feels and how good of a job you’re doing.

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50 minutes into heartstopper forever and i’ve already used up 5 tissues….. i am not making it out of this movie alive actually

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can i say smth abt shipping without getting sh0t…..

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thinking abt gross!icky!dbf!robby who still kept in contact with your dad even after he moved to a different state. and now that you’re going to university in pittsburgh, he asks robby if you can stay with him—he knows robby and it saves you money on dorms. and obviously robby says yes.

you get used to robby wandering around his house in just boxers and a bathrobe but at some point, something changes and you find yourself in your bedroom, hand between your legs and whining his name—unknowingly doing it while he’s stood outside the door, hand stroking himself over his boxers. he grins while he steps inside, watching you flail in bed and hide yourself under the covers.

he coos at you, sitting on the edge of the bed and reaching a hand over to your shoulder, staring at you, the worried expression on your face only turning him on more.

“i heard you, y’know.. it’s okay.. d’you want to show me what you were doing?”

you swallow thickly, but you don’t want to disappoint him so you push the covers off and you suddenly feel small, curled up in bed wearing only a vest top.

“oh sweetheart.. c’mon, open up for me..” robby cooed, hands moving to spread your legs apart, sighing when his eyes land on the stickiness between your legs. you whined, pushing your hands down and trying to cover it up—but robby swatted your hands away, one hand holding both your wrists while he held your legs open with the other.

“oh, sweetheart..” robby’s voice drops an octave as he slightly pouts at you, before he looks back between your legs and continues talking, “she looks like she needs some help, honey.. someone to make her feel all warm and full.. s’okay, that’s what your good uncle robby is for..”

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opened kings of leon’s ig story and got jumpscared by my own face what da hell

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turning anon off, if u wanna say these things to me, stop hiding

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not to put any pressure on u, but i think u should start focusing more on posting follow ups to the things u write. from my personal experience as a writer, people interact with me more when i post longer stories with multiple chapters.

i literally said in that previous ask that i mostly dont want to post follow ups to things i write bc i lose motivation and that a lot of my works are standalone pieces—like headcanons/blurbs/drabbles. i tend to not write a lot of longer stuff bc it takes me longer to do, it takes up more of my time and i tend to lose focus on it halfway through.

my thing is mainly blurbs and headcanons bc its easier for me to write those things without the focus on longer paragraphs/stories.

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noooo oomf pls no argentina support ew

i am a scotland fan through and through so i HATE england, i am not an argentina fan, i only like messi and cuti romero (bc he plays for my club team!) trust me im just happy england lost😭

lets hope france batters them in the playoff match and it hurts even more lmaoooooo

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Hi!

Same anon. Thank you for the reply.

I understand your reasonings!

I think I was looking at it differently, I always leave comments in a post, but not a comment when I reblog fics, because it makes me so sad seeing empty comments.

From my pov, I feel like it's more likely for readers/authors to see comments inside a post rather than a reblog with a comment. Because of the number mark by the comment bubble and especially since for some reason Tumblr hides reblog comments under the "Expand" section.

That was my reasoning.

BUT from now on, I'll reblog with a comment! :)

i don’t mind comments but i always like seeing reblogs with comments bc i can reblog it on my blog (i have a tag for it as well!!!!) and keep it there so i can always look back at them if i need a lil pick me up when i think my writings not good or if i need like help writing something and i can look at what people liked to do it again!!

ig its kinda like a little collection of notes to keep tabs on for future reference <333