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andrew pope cody who’s worried about you finding his rap sheet vs. reader who’s printed out his mugshot to include in her journal with little hand-drawn hearts around it <3
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you didn’t want a summer job, especially knowing that in two months, you’d be back in college out of state. but your parents kept nagging you, so you gave in and luckily the country club down the road was hiring. the job seemed easy enough—driving golf carts, waitressing at the bar and pushing golf bags around while the old men chit chat and play golf. some of them flirted with you, just a little, but you flirted back, knowing you’d get a little tip if you did.
once summer was almost over, you admittedly were going to miss the club. so you decided to pay the owner a visit, asking if next summer you could get your job back. he wasn’t a mean man per se, just a little grumpy and stressed out—and so you were a bundle of nerves standing outside his door, mentally preparing yourself to rap your knuckles on the large wooden door to his office.
you knocked on his door, and upon hearing a gruff come in from the other side, you opened the door and sauntered in. he looked up at you and forced a smile, gesturing for you to take a seat in front of him, but continued with his paperwork for a moment before taking his glasses off and looking at you properly.
“what can i do for you?”
“well, i’m leaving next week, i go back to college.. but, i was wonderin’.. if next summer, i’d be able to come back? here i mean..”
“hmm..”
you watched him lean back in his chair, hands clasped on his lap as he squinted his eyes at you slightly. you swallowed thickly, scared that he might say no—but you know you were the best performing employee over the last two months and he can’t deny that.
“please, mr robinavitch.. please.. i absolutely loved working here, i’ve had the best time..”
silence from him again, but this time he dropped his head slightly, shaking his head before looking up at you again. he’s staring at you intently, almost like he’s plotting something in his head but you can’t figure it out. you can’t blink, can’t look away from him—all you can do is stare into his eyes, watching his pupils narrowing.
“please? i’ll do anything..”
“mm.. anything?”
you nod, almost too eagerly and he motions for you to stand up, walk around his desk to stand next to him. he swivels his chair to face you and looks up at you, a glint in his eyes that you swore was just the light shining in through the window. he quickly nods his head to the floor and you instinctively drop to your knees, gulping down air as you stare up at him. he reaches a hand out to you, cupping your chin as he leans forward in his chair, his face dangerously close to yours.
“i see you out there y’know.. workin’.. which is a big shame i think,” he speaks lowly, thumb rubbing across your bottom lip while he continues speaking, “pretty girls like you should be in here with me, sittin’ on my lap all soft.. waitin’ for me to finish work so i can give you all my attention..”
your lip trembles under his touch, and for just a second, it slips into your mouth and your lips close over the digit—but he pulls it out and moves it back across your lips.
“would y’want that, honey? wanna be my pretty girl?”
“please?”
“that’s the right answer, baby.. good girl..” robby sits back, letting you stand up, before sitting down in his lap, nuzzling your head into his neck while he rubs his hand across your back. he chuckles slightly before speaking again.
“how long you been waitin’ to do this, huh?”
“since day one..” you mumbled, all embarrassed as you buried your head in his neck.
“could’ve asked, sweetheart.. can’t say no to a pretty girl like you..”
calling dr robby “robby” at work, or sometimes a flirty “dr robinavitch”
calling him michael at home. i love you, michael, you tell him every night
calling him daddy or dada or dad when he fucks you, depending on how icky and depraved you’re feeling that night. sometimes you’re just toooo needy for his big dad!cock
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I had a lot of fun researching lower leg prosthesis for these drawings. During my research I disovered that prosthetics are incredibly expensive and wondered if Dr Abbots health insurance could cover a more athletic prosthetic for sporty days.
Thanks to @shawnhatosysbulge for the sporty Shawn Hatosy reference photos. Thanks again, my friend keep up the good work <3
crybaby!gf that doesn’t wanna hurt craig & deran’s feelings but she’s way too tired to go to a party.
sitting on the lounger next to pope; eyes filling with tears as she nods and lies “yes! i’m excited” but her smile doesn’t reach her eyes.
pope pulling her into his lap and she snuggles close to him and starts to cry & deran’s just standing there with his hands on his hips “oh come on bug.”
“i’m sorry, i don’t mean to cry. i-i just- i really don’t want to today, ‘m tired” as andrew puts his cheek to your head and glares at his brothers. his big, strong biceps bracketing your body to him, a light sway in the summer breeze.
craig’s heart hurts seeing you so upset, but the idea of going to a party without his favorite girl deran’s best friend is worse. “ease up, it’ll be fun.”
“she doesn’t want to craig, leave her alone.” andrew deadpans, hand rubbbing up and down her back as she apologizes.
andrew turning to whisper “it’s okay, no need to apologize. didn’t do anything wrong, y’just tired, it happens.”
having dadbf!robby x crybaby!reader thoughts.. just want to curl up into his lap and cry about something that ruined my day with him.. letting him massage your back as you hiccup out another sob like you have been for the past 10 minutes. sucking on the tip of your thumb in comfort because robby makes you feel so safe again. omgg just imagine the warmth and protection that he would exude as he holds you, whispering how you’ll be okay while he rocks you back and forth. and he gets all doctor-ry when you cry for too long, saying you’ll dehydrate yourself, making you walk with him as he holds your hand to the kitchen. placing you on the kitchen island while he pours you a glass of water, telling you to drink up. and when your all done you’re back in his lap while he finishes his work with you still tucked into his lap, slowly falling asleep with tears staining your eyes and robby giving your face a few kisses every couple minutes then going back to typing whatever it is on his computer. sighhh
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