#poor robbo

[slutfortrent]

OMFG I FOUND IT 🙏🙏 sorry for the bad quality but robbo falling like a starfish had me-

bless him 🥺🥺🥺🥺

[shy-marker-pliers]

Robbie. (part 1? maybe?)

(Another character study yee yee)

Warnings: slight angst, death mention (once), blood mention (once).

When Robbie woke up he was somewhere dark and cold, surrounded by something that felt like a very uncomfortable pillow. he realized two things at that moment. one, He was in a coffin, and two, he was terrified of the dark. needless to say, he began to panic almost immediately. Like any sensible person would, Robbie tried to scream, only to find that he couldn’t. All that came out was a strangled groan. That didn’t stop him, though, and eventually he was screaming as loud as he possibly could. Just as his throat was starting to ache, he heard a sound above him. He pounded on the coffin lid, hoping whoever was up there could hear him.

Robbie listened closely to the sounds, and realized that they were drawing closer. Whoever was up there was trying to dig him out! Robbie anxiously waited for whoever was up there to rescue him. Luckily, it didn’t take long, and soon Robbie’s coffin was slowly moving upward and the lid was bing lifted off. The second there was a big enough gap, Robbie climbed out and tumbled onto the ground, letting out a small “o-ow.” in the process. Then, he heard a voice behind him.

“Oh my god, it actually worked...“

Robbie whipped his head around, only to see a very surprised man in a cat mask. 

“W...Who?“ Robbie mumbled, slowly backing up.

“Nonono, it’s ok! I’m not gonna hurt you, I promise.“

“what...name...?“ Robbie asked, slightly frustrated that he couldn’t find the right words.

“huh? oh, you mean you want to know my name?”

Robbie nodded.

“I’m Marvin the magnificent!“

“Mar...”

Robbie pointed to himself. “Robbieee...”

“Okay, seems like you remember your name, that’s good. Is there anything else you remember?“

Robbie was silent for a moment before he spoke.

“Car...loud noise...sharp thing, red...hurts...“ Robbie said, brows furrowed.

“Oh, Robbie...“ Marvin began softly.

Before he could even finish his sentence, Robbie burst into tears, curling in on himself and covering his face with his hands. Marvin hesitantly put a hand on Robbie’s shoulder.

“Hey, it’s okay. all of that stuff is gone now, right?“

“Y-Yeah...“

“Do you...need a hug?“

“Mhm...“

[uselessfruit]

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[bettaklainerobron]

Aaron can't even look him in the eye because if he does he's done for, however Aaron was worried about him but thinking that Robert was using his trauma to get closer she immediately changed his attitude

[millythegoat]

We were 10 against 12 back then. What a shambles of a game. The referee was flip floping decision, he almost gets no presence at all on the field. I fucking hate that game.

[seidurstown]

I have the perfect lunchtime scenario for Robbie based on my own experience. He'll sit down at lunch and pull out a book to read, and without him noticing people will sit around him until finally he looks up and is just surrounded by all these people he doesn't know so just tries to go back to reading.

Yeah this seems p reasonable haha :0!! He probably complains to himself about how loud its gotten