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aelric · 7 months
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roborn revival maybe?
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bekksblog · 1 year
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The art of doing nothing at all.
The art of doing nothing at all.
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candidoplease · 2 years
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Roborn Emo Party e outros rolês na casa do Francisco e Fellipe em São Luís / Maranhão - 2022.
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444names · 2 years
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warhammer wood elves names + brythonic deities + french and + tolkienesque forenames + theological angels + the entire gnomish dictionary
Abatthien Abatthios Adrauglúk Adrey Aeglindui Aeros Ahris Ahristine Aiwen Aland Alatárion Alaurené Aldar Aldir Alemma Alette Alexand Amantius Ambardil Amrototh Anata Ancalitien Anclaur Andon Anduil Andur Anfauglúk Angélie Annos Anáriel Arach Arachiel Arahasiah Arahil Arahmeel Arann Aratanas Aravania Aravorond Ardamariel Ardan Areth Argette Arles Arnen Arveduinne Arvegildë Arvelyë Arverinna Arveriën Arvernhel Arwaen Asfalatar Attonne Aufang Aufannick Ausirion Ausiris Avent Aventius Azrae Baldariel Baldori Baraphieu Baravid Barien Belendur Beleth Beliam Belle Bellian Beremiel Beremien Berendil Berent Berreth Berúthieu Bregomo Bregon Brung Calette Calexand Calmir Camnartine Camphang Cariel Carin Castamil Celegollo Celembelie Celemir Celenwë Celle Cello Cemenelyë Cemeris Ceorlas Cernus Christe Christelmo Christor Cimbul Ciryahervé Claure Cloth Clémen Cocidie Colluin Collum Conde Condir Condo Condor Coraladros Cottodaert Coven Curufingon Cyrianor Cédrice Cédril Daerius Daeth Damillenne Damir Dange Dernuriel Didie Dodaeth Domir Drahirgil Egalain Eilie Eilla Eldir Elegol Elemiel Elendis Elephon Elfhil Elron Elvegil Emenelyne Enelynna Eorgette Eorgon Erahalsyth Erahildë Eregrine Erendur Erkenbrant Estellenus Estelum Estredhelm Eärent Eärnunnon Eärwendil Fabriadon Fagundacil Findil Finrodda Finvaire Fortine Francamue Frant Fíriechris Gadros Galangel Galise Gamiel Gamlaitë Ganextio Gaétanael George Ghislaeth Ghislaetir Gilgine Gimil Gimloth Gimlothor Ginie Glórindir Golfin Gristellal Guilie Guiliones Gwathaldir Gwathôn Gwine Gérariel Hadoc Hahardan Haharn Halbertra Halda Halice Halin Halsyth Hamsiel Hardan Hardane Hasiah Heliette Hengel Herubien Herumavi Huetia Huetios Hugus Iaravaniel Ilmacile Ilúvatan Imbariel Imiel Imilzôr Imrahir Imrathak Imroth Indil Ingolodh Intal Inthus Inzilas Iovane Irimullos Iscurufin Isilde Isroth Isucien Jacque Janie Jeanfranus Jeannos Jennataran Jenne Jerapher Julin Juline Justindis Karie Kerub Keviève Khama Kingol Kúvie Laeth Lagorinne Lalacarus Laudia Lauréliel Leling Lendur Leucelle Linglir Lothor Lucalion Luchus Ludovictor Lurendir Léodrette Magaliah Magorite Mahtar Maiaro Mainel Malagduf Malagon Mandrie Maraniel Marcio Mariel Maril Marin Marinthus Marumahtar Maruth Mathiel Matthie Matthios Matthir Mattârik Maugline Meldamilia Meleine Melieth Mertoc Michariel Micherubim Minique Morgantia Morgon Mulus Muzgast Myriadorin Myril Mélie Méliques Míriel Nadil Naharut Nahasiah Nanamiah Narfinvain Nathôn Nerdan Nerine Neton Nette Nimlota Nodette Norin Noriniques Olóred Orlim Ornemarc Orond Othiel Othir Otroline Pahadorlas Pahael Palan Palatobius Palik Pascalien Patranas Patrole Patron Paulie Pelenus Pengel Perions Phaël Phiel Pierry Primbor Prindeliam Prine Raymonessa Razôn Rendine Rentirion Roborn Rudine Régisèle Régorlas Rémiel Sabelendur Saman Samarut Samuelia Sandir Sandreth Sanon Sanor Saruth Scalimon Segudine Selanori Serad Seraphan Seraphie Seraphqiel Serin Seris Shalbarac Simil Simona Simondil Singol Sirildë Sméagon Snowmand Snowmandré Solan Strice Sucetitien Sylviel Sébast Sévelyë Súrin Tatis Tatric Telcharn Temelegory Thengolas Thieu Thirgil Thomara Thorindor Thrandur Tilin Turaa Tzach Ufthael Ulfaniel Ulfanien Ungolodh Urwende Vaine Valach Valaniel Valatus Valauriel Valérice Vania Vanimloth Vardui Vehuetia Vetatistia Viduman Vinca Vincine Vindor Vindë Virgine Visucelle Vitia Voseph Vosephor Wille Yssellions Yvetatis Yveterion Yvonna Yávie Zachaël Zaphiel Zephariam Zimrahmeel Zimrassiel Zimrod Zophe Élianos Élodh Élodi Éomunkar Ériel Ériette Évelenwë
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sunshinehighway · 6 years
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loved that for us 
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smugdensugdendingle · 6 years
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!!!Another Reminder!!!
Taking prompt request for my 31 fics in March thing. You can ask for a quote from the link below or you can send me a scenario or quote of your own just make sure you let me know which characters you want me to write and I’ll add it to my list. Keep the requests coming!!!!
quotes that I’m using: (X)
ao3 link (if you want to catch up): (X)
Submit Requests
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when taking a trip down memory lane, I found the perfect song for robert/aaron/alex.
it makes me ill by nsync. seriously if you haven’t heard it, listen because I’m actually laughing right now. who’s making me the gifset (pretty pretty please)
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aoiiro-blog · 7 years
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iwillsendapostcard · 7 years
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yasisworld replied to your post “I’m not saying I want to write a crossover fic with Robert as James...”
What are you waiting for? Go and write, you have the whole weekend before the boys come back on Monday! *pulls out pompoms* GO LIZZIE!
Thank you so much for the support! <3 I’m not kidding about this huge writing pile though. My list is currently: 
The TOP SECRET project which is getting so out of hand and is very late and oh my god I am such a fail. 
The selkie au fic for @minglewithadingle  
And a mermaid au too! ;)
Another top secret project that is so top secret I’m gona post it on anon. But it is something I have been brewing for ages with my porny brain twin <3
My take on the L*chaln serial killer spoilers where I’m going to aim to kill you with all the feels when Rob leaves a heartbreaking final message...
My new pet project with is a big sprawling multi-chapter mafia!au that I am terrified of posting but that I hope is going to inspire people to send me prompts so I can write their suggestions in :)
I’m getting somewhat close to 300 followers though so might bump this James Bond!au up the list if I hit the milestone before I can get all these fics written ;) ;) ;)
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kayceecruz · 7 years
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Good lord, you leave for a few hours and hell breaks loose. *sigh* I had really hoped for some calmness these next few weeks.
I’m sure DS is correct in regards to Rob not being the father and Rob being torn between the baby and Aaron. I could see that. Not because he doesn’t love Aaron like a mofo but because jfc it’s a kid so yeah I can see that. Especially with the father issues everyone and their mother has on that show.
But it feels like this is resolved pretty quickly so? They found out rather fast I presume? 
Eh. 
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diomeu20 · 7 years
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#old_trees #photography #roborn #reborn_from_the_ashes #photograph #madeira #madeiraisland #madeirapark #madeiraparadise #believe #nature 🍃
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sugdeninabeanie · 6 years
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New chapter of To The Moon & Back up now on AO3
"Are you sure you're still ok with this Mason?" Aaron asked as he helped Mason get dressed.
Today was the day Mason was going to meet Holly. It had been just under a week since the party and Hollys surprise return. Aaron had rung Holly the next day setting up a time and a place. He'd wanted to give it a week though to let Mason get used to it and make sure he still wanted to do this. It was also enough time to let Holly settle back into the village and enough time for Aaron to get Chas to stop with the snarky comments.
Mason nodded. He didn’t try helping as Aaron pulled up Masons dungarees over his striped t-shirt, instead he just stared at his bed with his head cocked.
"What's wrong dude?" Aaron asked, as far as he could tell there was nothing wrong with his bed.
"I don’t know what teddy to take" he said.
Ahh. He should have known. On Masons bed the red dragon from Holly was sat next to his stuffed monkey.
"I want to take Draco so Holly knows that I liked him" Mason explained "but I don’t want Mr Monkey to feel lonely".
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rustandruin · 6 years
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no doubt in my mind that you belong
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“Found an interesting piece of rubbish outside my place on Friday morning,” Victoria explains, a smile on her face as Robert looks back down at the object in his hands. “Thought you might like to keep it. Maybe hang it up in your new bedroom.”
Or, Vic has a special housewarming present for her older brother. [Post-reunion]
“Got you a bit of a housewarming present,” Vic says after she’s helped him move the last of his things back into the Mill. “It’s for you and Aaron. Though probably a bit more for you.”
Robert gives her a puzzled look, both surprised and touched by her gesture. “Uh… Thanks. But you really didn’t have to. You just letting me and Seb stay with you all these months was enough.”
“I know,” she says her voice as sunny as her smile. “But I wanted to. Trust me. You’ll get why when you see it.”
He gives her a curious look as she bends forward and reaches into one of the boxes she’s just carried in. She emerges with a flat, medium-sized package wrapped in brown paper that was tucked into its side.
Robert moves to take it from her, but she moves it just out of his reach.
“Now, before you say anythin’, I just feel the need to say…” Vic says, fixing him with her sternest stare. “You still owe me for leavin’ my door open like that all night. I know you and Aaron are in love and all, but some of us do have bills to pay. I hope you remember that.”
“Uh. Sorry about that,” Robert mumbles, his magenta-pink cheeks offset by the amount of blue in his outfit. (She vaguely remembers him telling her a long time ago, that it was Aaron's favourite colour.) “Let me know how much I owe you.”
She knows he’s being earnest, but she can’t resist one more dig, “And another thing. If I so much as hear another second of that stupid Adele song anywhere near me again-“
“Yeah, yeah I know,” Robert argues, lifting his hands up in surrender, an embarrassed expression on his face as the tips of his ears really turn red now. “You won’t have to hear me play it ever again... Aaron said we don't have a song."  
Vic detects the slightest bit of soreness in his voice, like a child who’d had their heart set on a specific toy, only to get the next best thing. Only in this case, the thing he’d wanted was Aaron himself, which meant he’d do anything to keep from losing him again — including giving up something as trivial as a song he’d pretty much designated as theirs. (A song she's heard upward of a hundred times.)
She’s not going to lie, she’s a little disappointed. She’d at least expected to hear it playing at their next wedding (not that they’ve said anything about having another one).
Smitten kitten, Vic thinks again, looking at the man Robert Sugden has become; the kind that nursed a broken heart for months before finally attempting to move on; the kind that comes to his little sister, eager to discuss any possible developments in his relationship with the man he loves; the kind that cannot wait a moment longer to finish moving into the home he’d built for his husband, his young sister-in-law, his son, and whatever other members they might add to this ragtag little family.
The kind that she’s proud to call her brother.
Not wanting to delay the moment any longer, she hands over the present, Robert reaching out and taking it from her gently.
He rips off the paper to reveal the back of a wooden frame. He finishes ripping and then turns it over to reveal the frame's subject: a heavily wrinkled piece of paper with dark, messy handwriting scrawled all over it.
It doesn’t take him more than a second to realise whose writing it is. Though it does take him a little longer to realise what he’s looking at. (And a few additional seconds to really take in the words.) Luckily, the Dingle & Dingle logo at the top gives it some kind of context. 
He looks up at her, confusion flashing across his face and a bevy if questions threatening to spill from his lips. Only one of which she can answer.
“Found an interesting piece of rubbish outside my place on Friday morning,” she explains, a smile on her face as Robert looks back down at the object in his hands. “Thought you might like to keep it. Maybe hang it up in your new bedroom.”
He stares at it for a few more minutes, letting its significance sink in, and nodding as he does so.
When he looks back up at her there are tears in his eyes — the happy, disbelieving kind. As a frequent crier herself, Vic can easily distinguish the difference.
The kind that can’t believe that anyone could love him this much, she adds to her mental list as she responds with a pleased smile of her own.
“Come here,” he says softly, letting go of the frame with one hand so he can give her a side hug out of gratitude. She steps forward and fits under his arm, wrapping hers around his chest and squeezing him with affection.
She really is going to miss living with him — and his terrible taste in music. When she finally lets go — after giving him one last squeeze, of course — she leans up on her toes to give him a kiss on the cheek, before stepping away again.
“You really do deserve to be happy, Rob,” Vic tells him gently, willing him to believe it as much as she does.
All she gets in reply is a teary-eyed nod. “Thanks… So do you.”
“Are you kiddin' me? I’m finally gettin’ my box room back,” she tells him cheekily. “I’m plenty happy.”
Robert rolls his eyes at her as she sticks out her tongue at him. They both know that her happiness is a conversation for another day. Today is all about his.
As if awaiting his cue,  Aaron chooses that moment to walk into the flat, clad in his usual uniform of black jeans, black hoodie, and trainers. Vic feels a rush of affection for the man who could make her big brother this happy.
“Is it just me or did you manage to get more stuff?” The younger man asks, looking around at all the boxes.
Finally, he notices that Robert’s got something in his hands. “What’s that?”
“Housewarming present from Vic,” her brother answers, handing it over to him.
Aaron turns a similar shade of crimson when he realises what he’s holding. He clears his throat as he looks up at Victoria and says, “Uh, Thanks.”
“Based on that, I should be thankin’ you,” she teases, before deciding to get a little real. “I didn’t think I’d ever see Robert this happy again. Or you.”
Both men blush at that, before turning to glance shyly at each other, small smiles dancing on their lips. Vic grins, remembering what that used to feel like. Before she can be hit with more stray thoughts about Adam and the life they’d planned together, she pushes her feelings aside to focus on the couple of the moment. (Though based on the way they’re now eyeing each other, there’s definitely going to be a moment.)
“Alright, I’m off,” she announces, turning to leave. But before she does actually decide to exit, she decides to do her brother a solid and leave him with one last gift.
“Um, Aaron?”
“Hmm?” He tears his eyes from Robert’s face to look at her.
���What’s this I heard about you two not havin’ a song?” Vic asks, her tone clearly meaning business. “Do you know how many times I had to sit through him listening to that stupid single? Too many."
Robert looks like he's going to remain a permanent shade of pink (even if there is a pleased twinkle in his eyes), while Aaron looks suitably chastised.
"Trust me," the younger woman reiterates as sternly as she can. "You have a song.”
With that, she takes her leave, shutting the door behind her.
(She knows she should leave, but she stands there a second longer eager to hear their reactions. She's not disappointed when both men erupt into conversation.)  
“I can’t believe you actually made a list.” (Robert, gentle, affectionate.)
“I can’t believe you told her about the song.” (Aaron, exasperated but pleased.)
Vic smiles and walks back up the driveway.
The kind that will be just fine.
NOTES:
I've been a bit stuck as I work on some other stuff, so I decided to quickly write this piece. (I've had this little headcanon stuck in my head that Robert would eventually find that list and have it framed. Especially after reading @notforonesecond 's hilariously heartwarming post.) But as I wrote it, it felt like something more fitting of Vic, while also letting me explore her and Robert's relationship a little more, because I really loved what we saw in the lead up to the reunion. (Honestly ED, more of that, please.)
So yeah. This is much, much shorter (and less angst-ridden) than most of my usual work. Please let me know if you have any thoughts, comments, questions, or concerns, and as always, you can also drop me a line at her_dark_materials over on Ao3.
Happy Robron Are Back Together Again Week!
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smugdensugdendingle · 6 years
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preview to a new fic
“Never in a million years did he think he’d be in the boot of a car but yet here he was.”
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dorsetti · 7 years
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Personally, I’m pretty much over Aaron always being angry at Robert. Change the tune, mate.
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drinpixeled · 6 years
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Hitman Reborn | Tsunayoshi, Flame on!
A request from a stream.
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