Aaron & Robert - 17th October 2016

Hope you’re better when you wake up!

i was gonna write and post more of my current robron fic on ao3 but i have such a banging migraine that i need to go and sleep off. goodnight, remember aaron and robert are boyfriends and we get domestic scenes tomorrow! pray for me that this fucking headache is gone for then please. i wanna cry tbh.

Laramie (1959-1963) ♥

ROBRON WEDDING TEASER

I really liked this! Very, very good!

a night at the pub

because apparently i’ve jumped on the ‘must protect robert sugden at all costs’ train and i wanted to see FLUFF and happiness for this poor soul. but robert getting happiness is basically au so here have this *~*

Robert smiled as he walked into the pub, greeted by Chas behind the bar already waving a pint glass in his direction with a cheeky smile on her face. 

“You on the beer tonight, Rob? Or is tonight one of your sophisticated nights? Chardonnay will it be?” She cackled. There was a time when Robert found Chas’ laugh one of the most annoying sounds in the world Now, he laughed with her and shook his head at the teasing he endured, daily he might add.

“Oh just get me a beer, would ya? Please, m’ bar lady?” This had become somewhat of a routine between them, since Rob was always early to his and Aaron’s dates and Aaron was always categorically late. Usually because of Liv. Sometimes because of Adam, or Paddy. It used to annoy him, but now he couldn’t help but smile as he scanned the pub to see who was in tonight. 

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I’ve watched Emmerdale for a very, very long time. I liked Danny as an actor when he was in Grange Hill. When he came to Emmerdale I liked his character, Aaron. Then as time went on I liked him more. Kept watching Emmerdale and was happy Aaron returned. I remembered Robert being born on Emmerdale and subsequent growth. I felt I understood Robert and felt sorry for his treatment. When he returned and their first kiss happened, I was enthralled! I’ve been a faithful Robroner (obsessed) ever since.

how i found robron:

i don’t know if anyone really cares that much but considering we will be dead by this time tomorrow i would love to know how people in this fandom found robron. i find it so interesting to know and it makes me smile to think about how big this fandom is now so i’d love if people would reblog this with their own ‘how i found robron story’ so we can all look back at how far we’ve come.

Your ketchup bottle is as reliable as the inside “informant” at the DS Robron Forum! MAYBE even BETTER!

My tomato ketchup bottle told me that Aaron is going to have an affair with Ronnie in revenge but when they try to kiss their beards will cause a spark and they will burn down the entire village and Robert will come to the rescue thus redeeming himself... I hope my sauce is wrong tbf...

And I thought me and ketchup were mates

Best Serial Drama - Emmerdale

 I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS!!!

Finally someone who see Andy exactly for what he is. Thank you Cain!

Thanks for posting! I loved it! Well done!

The makeup scene we didn’t get.

“Alright?”

“Not really. But I’m not talking to you right now, so it doesn’t matter”

Aaron swallows tightly and draws in a deep breath as he sits down next to Robert on the bench, nodding.

“Fair enough. I’ll just sit here until you let up”

Robert stares straight ahead of himself, crossing his arms over his chest for good measure, and Aaron forces himself not to be irritated, reminding himself that he’s supposed to be apologising. 

Rob shows no signs of paying any attention to Aaron at all, so he shrugs to himself and tugs the baccy, rizzlas and filters from his pocket, rolling a cig on his knee. He lights up and breathes in a few times, glancing sideways once before holding the cig out, loose and nonchalant; there if Robert wants it, there if he doesn’t. 

They go a good minute before Robert glares, taking the cig anyways, still tight jawed and determined to ignore him, but relaxing ever so slightly with his first few tokes. 

“I’m sorry,” Aaron starts, accepting the cig back “this is all really fuckin messy right now, and I don’t want what we have to be messy too”

“Well you drew the short straw there, mate,” Robert snorts bitterly and Aaron sits back against the wood properly, shaking his head.

“I used to think that, y’know? But lately its like… you’re one of the only things in my life that makes my brain go quiet”

“Aaron, it was only a few weeks ago that you were telling me you can’t think straight around me”

“Well that’s half true, I mean, there’s nothing straight about us”

Aaron has a small smile on his face, and he nudges Rob softly, desperate to loosen some of the tension between them. It physically aches, and he’s so tired of aching, so tired of feeling like he’s balancing on a tightrope barely hanging on. 

“God, I hate you,” Robert sighs, looking up at the sky for strength, although amusement glitters in his eyes and Aaron grins, egged on by some of the weight lifting. 

“Nah, you love me. I’m a delight”

“Aaron, please just go away”

Aaron swallows again and sucks heavily on his cig, before passing it to Robert again. He takes it despite his better judgement.

“You gonna tell me to get out of your life? You usually love throwing my words back at me”

“This is what I mean; how the fuck are we supposed to move on if you keep assuming nothing’s changed?”

Aaron closes his eyes and puffs excess air out through his cheeks. A moment later, the itching on his skin becomes just too unbearable and he shuffles closer, feeling his blood get warmer, comfort washing over him at the weight of his boyfriend’s frame against his own. 

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