#robbiemyboi

[annastrxng]

@robbiemyboi

[cabbxges-and-kings]

robbiemyboi asked : 25 from Townsend

100 Nonverbal Prompts. / @robbiemyboi​ -- accepting

25﹕ sender  rolls  their  eyes  at  receiver .

      𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐀𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝. He could care less about the stares he gathers, the loud chatter, and the flowing of alcohol that seems to only increase the activity in the area even more. His brows furrow and he shakes his head in reply to Robert’s own eye roll.

       ❝ Can you tell me just what it is that I did wrong that got you so upset with me? I was taught to read words, not eyes. ❞

[sideburnsandmelancholy]

ok...but why is Robert serving Abe the sunny side up egg the funniest thing...

“Did I fucking stutter?” 

@niksnarration​

[honorhearted]

Smash or Pass: Townsend

Send me “Smash or Pass” + a name and my muse will answer with 100% honesty.

"I've already smashed Townsend's confidence, I think, whenever we were forced to flee from his coffeehouse... But other than that, I'm afraid there won't be any other types of smashing."

[curseconsumed]

@robbiemyboi​

Walking along the grounds with her employer’s daughter, Daphne Nash and her young, gleefully snuffling dog, Hermes, Elizabeth hummed softly under her breath while balancing a basket of goods over her arm.

Daphne glanced up at her with a bright grin. “I do hope you’ll at least let us pamper you today.”

Elizabeth shrugged, re-adjusting her basket. “I have just returned from the market, Daph. Lydia is in need of extra hands today, seeing how two of the kitchen maids are sick, so-”

“Oh, please, Lizzie? You only turn twenty once!”

“You only turn all ages once, as far as I am aware.” Finally wearing down, she shrugged again and smiled. “I know Mama and Grandma Agnes wish to have dinner. Perhaps you could join us?”

Daphne beamed, fondly leaning into her arm. “Oh, yes, I would adore that! I’ll get Lydia to make you some meat pies, and then we can-”

“No, no, that won’t be necessary.”

“But Lizzie!”

“I prefer simplicity,” she said. “Besides, my family is not one for opulence, so the gesture might embarrass them.”

Shame-faced, Daphne nodded. “Yes, of course, you’re right…please forgive my faux pas. I suppose I am still in the bride-to-be mindset, seeing how my every waking moment is spent preparing for the festivities in October.” With a warm, shy little smile, she squealed before spinning about in a delighted circle. “Oh, can you believe it? I am finally going to be a wife…a mother!”

Elizabeth glanced her way. “Have you wanted children long?”

“Oh, yes! Albert and I are proper, mind you – we haven’t had any unchaperoned visits – yet I so look forward to the day when I can finally lay eyes upon my future children.”

“It is said to be the happiest day of a woman’s life,” Elizabeth agreed.

Catching her tone, Daphne arched a finely shaped brow. “You do not believe it?”

“Not entirely, no. Children are fussy and demanding, and require quite a bit of attention.”

Daphne scoffed. “Attention I am all too happy to give! Oh, Lizzie, how can you not melt at the sight of chubby, rosy little cheeks?” As if envisioning a child of this very appearance, she stopped to coo and stroke Hermes’ face, who was all too happy to lick her open palms.

Elizabeth moved to reply, but that was when she heard a rustling in the neighboring woods. All at once, she stopped and moved protectively in front of Daphne, seeing how she could see a shape with her gift -- the figure of a man.

“What is it?” Daphne asked, catching the rigidness of her friend’s posture. “Lizzie, what’s wrong?”

“Someone else is here...” As if awaiting his cue, a man came staggering out from between the trees, a bright bloom of red smeared across his clothes. Elizabeth heard Daphne cry out in alarm, but Elizabeth was already heading toward the man, dropping her basket of goods to the ground. “Are you looking for Dr. Desmond Nash?” she called over to him. Surely that was why he was there...

[unyieldingvalxr]

Incorrect Quotes:

Philomena Cheer: I just ended a five year relationship. Robert Townsend: Oh no, are you okay? Philomena Cheer: It's okay, it wasn't mine.

Robert Townsend: -__-

@robbiemyboi

[emcads]

𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃  ! 

@robbiemyboi​   said :   i don't think you can solve all your problems by throwing a few punches

      ❝       𝐎𝐇,  𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓.     ❞     punches ?   oh no,   that is much too vulgar for the Pirate Lord of the Caribbean.  the Lady Esmeralda is not one to engage in meager fisticuffs  and risk bloodying her OWN elegant knuckles. (  not to mention she so frequently lacks the advantage in height and in weight against an opponent,   so it would be terribly unwise for her to rely on her own attributes alone when she is so well trained in the rapier  )   violence is not her first choice,  of course,   when something might be settled through COMPOSED NEGOTIATIONS,  but it happens so frequently that violence is the  ONLY CHOICE.   after all,   it is not a textbook on the Greek’s oration  that the skeletons hold on the face of pirate flags,   and for a very good reason.     ❝       I much prefer solving them by sword,  señor.      ❞  

[sharp-teeth-and-archived]

robbiemyboi asked : 📜 Lydia + Townsend

Send in 📜 and I’ll use this incorrect quotes generator using your muse and my muse. / @robbiemyboi​ -- accepting

Person A: What is your biggest weakness? 

Person B: I can be uncooperative.

Person A: Okay, can you give an example?

Person B: No.

(psd)