Aaron Dingle Week    day Six: Hard Vs Soft

If there’s a lamppost round in Emmerdale she might flog her wares there....n (Meow)

Assuming Rebecca actually is pregnant, assuming she sticks around Emmerdale when the baby’s born, assuming the baby actually is Roberts (I like certainties and there’s far too much in the air here, but…)

What are Emmerdale actually going to do with her once she pops this baby out? Like… what has she actually got left to give, considering her entire family will be gone by that point.

A version for tumblr that can be read without opening a new tab, since plenty of people would scroll past this story otherwise.

Jedediah, his great-grandfather Dingle’s name.

I like how people are saying that people in the UK sometimes don't have middle names. But everyone I know has one and I have two haha. I do wonder if Aaron has one. What do you think it might be if he does?

Aaron Scruffy Puppy Livesy

Until we learn otherwise, this is his name.

I love love love the call back to the fact that Robert has been legitimately obsessed with Aaron since essentially the moment they met.

Like… bring him a random cup of let’s-be-mates coffee, find reasons to corner him in bathrooms and talk to him, get excited when he pins you to walls, fake a car break down to get him alone and kiss him, wait outside a garage for who knows how long to get a chance to fuck him, pin him to a wall to kiss his face off, invest a shit ton of money in his business so you have a reason to spend time with him, leave your future step-son alone to od because when Aaron says jump…, pay freakish amounts of money to take him to fancy hotels, get depressed when he breaks up with you, sit alone in a barn for hours waiting for him to show up, ditch your own wedding to hook up with him, lose your shit when you lose sight of him on a cliff, try to convince him breaking up isn’t the answer even tho his parents threaten to out the affair if you don’t stay away from him, sit outside his house in the rain to confront him about his health, irritate him into speaking to you with extravagant donations and illegal activity, risk him turning you in to the cops so that you can let him know he’s not alone, get your family to leave town so you can spend the week alone with him, go looking for him on the woods with his mother who actively hates you, threaten/attack people who threaten to expose the affair rather than just breaking up with him, have more of an emotional break down after your mean to him than when you wife kicks you out, get drunk and bare you heart and soul to him, care more about the fact that he still cares about you than the fact that you just got the crap beat out you, do manual labor just to spend time around him, go kinda bat shit when he says he doesn’t love you, don’t make a single move against him when he tells your wife about the affair, become determined to prove he didn’t shoot you even tho all the evidence point to him because you can’t stand the thought that he hates you that much, willing try to turn in your own brother for the crime to get him out of jail, jump at just the possibility of a chance that he might want to be with you again, try to invest in another business just to be around him, move heaven and earth to help him when you can see something is seriously wrong, threaten to kill his father after finding out he abused him as a child, be a constant pillar of support and love through one of the toughest times of his life because he needs you and you’ll do whatever it takes to help him even if your never with him again, bribe a false witness to try to help with his case, welcome his sister full time into your lives even though you don’t really like her all that much and she’s kind of a pain in the ass and tries to send you to jail, kidnap a snotty teenager to protect your family with him, fill a barn with bread and plan a super sentimental proposal, help him figure out what to do after he kidnaps a snotty teenager to protect your family, open up about some of the most traumatizing shit from your childhood to help him understand you and what you want for your future with him, refuse to leave him behind and almost drown trying to save him because you’d rather fuckin die than leave without him, GO BACK FOR THE RING, plan the most extra party/trip for his birthday, end your engagement for about three seconds because wtf were you thinking if you haven’t been able to walk away yet your not gonna be able to start now, THROW HIM A SURPRISE WEDDING, spend sleepless nights missing him and waiting all day for the few minutes you get on the phone with him, walk around terrified that you’ll lose him over one drunken mistake but finally decide that you love him too much to lie to him, throw a briefcase full of money into a fire because he told you to, try to ruin the family that has one member that you blame for the fact that you lost him, stalk him and his new boyfriend, have a comatose dream where all you care about it getting to him and then stare in awe at how good he looks in the suit your brain chose for him, let him go, help his new boyfriend make him happy, help him break his best friend out of jail, help him cook V-day dinner for his boyfriend and then share it with him when said boyfriend cancels, get giddy over the slight possibility that he might want you again, blow off a hot guy and go back to the garage where you first fucked for reasons, doubt being with him because you love him so much that losing him again would break you, carry your rings with you at all times just in case, put yourself at the mercy of a guy you hate to save him, plan to propose where you first kissed, PROPOSE WHERE YOU FIRST KISSED…. *deep breath* obsessed.

And that’s just some the stuff that he does. Don’t even get me started on the stuff he says.

Happy London Pride Day everyone! 🌈💖💜💙

How it should be! Just lovely!

Robert & Aaron cuddling. Am I the only one who dreams about this? { literally like, it's happened multiple times now}

honestly i wanted to write you about 8k worth of cuddling situations but i hope you enjoy this little scene!

Robert woke to the familiar feeling of Aaron pressed close to him, one of his husband’s legs shoved between his own, and arm slung over Robert’s middle as they slept. They didn’t often fall asleep tangled up in each other, it was too hot and impractical to cuddle every single night, but Robert loved that they gravitated to each other in the night.

That even subconsciously, they wanted to be close to each other.

Aaron shifted in his sleep, pressing his chin into the groove of Robert’s neck, Robert instantly uncomfortable. He hated when Aaron did that, his husband’s chin all scruffy and pointy, digging into his shoulder in the worst kind of way.

“Move,” Robert elbowed Aaron, earning himself a sleepy grumble from his other half.

“S’early.”

“And you’re giving my neck beard burn again, move it.” Robert rolled his eyes, trying to wiggle from Aaron’s grasp, Aaron’s grip on Robert’s t-shirt only getting tighter the more Robert tried to move. “Aaron, come on.”

“I’m comfortable!” Aaron protested, more awake now, scratching his beard against the sensitive skin of Robert’s neck, purposely trying to annoy him now.

“Don’t be a dick, Aaron.”

“You love me,” Aaron smirked, but shifted so his face was pressed to Robert’s back, his hand bunching up the hem of Robert’s t-shirt, so he could press the palm of his hand to the warm skin of Robert’s stomach.

It took Robert a second or two to get settled against, linking his fingers with Aaron’s, the familiar sensation of their ring’s clinking together making his heart race. It was one of the reasons he loved when Aaron wanted to be the one to cuddle him, their left hands always finding each other, wedding rings always glinting together as they lay close, blocking out the rest of the world.

Robert never knew how much he liked being cuddled until Aaron, if he was honest. Something about Aaron, having Aaron’s arms around him made him feel safe, and loved, in ways he’d never known before.

It was nice.

It was always nice to have Aaron hold him, feel the length of Aaron’s body pressed to his back, feel Aaron’s breath ghost across the back of his neck. Robert could stay here forever, he really could.

In an hour or so, their alarm would go off, and the usual morning routine would start. Robert would be the first to get up, and shower, Aaron half asleep on Robert’s side of the bed when he’d finish, Robert kissing his husband awake, damp hair against Aaron’s skin, making him laugh, eventually coercing him out of bed with the promise of breakfast.

Aaron didn’t mind mornings, most of the time, but Robert figured he just liked being woken up the way Robert always did on those early mornings, and he was always happy to indulge his husband.

“I love you,” Robert breathed softly, letting his eyes flutter shut, surrounded by the warmth of their thick duvet, the warmth Aaron always radiated, his body temperature always running high.

It was like having his own personal radiator in bed, at times.

Aaron pressed a kiss to Robert’s clothed shoulder, his response soft, more of a sleepy mumble than it was anything else. “Love you more.”