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amy. she/her. multi fandom mess ~ mostly farm!soap & firefighters in LA :) mellaithwen @ AO3 my fic || my edits || my art www.reasonstostay.co.uk

[mellaithwen]

guys that’s their fUTURE set in sTONE <333

[findingcasualmagic]

[butteredsc0tch]

WIP Wednesday. ✨ Thank you @jonathan-harks for the tag! Can't even remember the last time I did one of these but I'm waiting for the football to belatedly kick off soooo... 👶

The baby coos from her place in front of him on the bed, her legs scrunching up towards her tummy as she blinks her half lidded eyes up at him, and he smiles down at her reflexively, mug of warm tea held halfway to his mouth. He could put her in the plastic cot to his left, but he can’t bring himself to, still can’t quite believe that she is real and she exists, can’t get enough of looking at her tiny fingers and wispy waves of blonde hair. She looks a bit like him he thinks, her nose and the shape of her mouth and face, but her eyes and the slight curl that has begun to form in her thin hair is all Aaron, recognises those features from watching her brother grow. Her brother – Jacob – his little boy is now a big brother.

It's late so apologies for any double tags. @mellaithwen @madroxed @maybemystcha @bartonmatty @capseycartwright @stuckinanothertimezone.

[barnbert]

WIP Wednesday

It's very late (manic day) and I basically haven't been writing lately so here, have the only part left that I can show you from my romcom au hahaha! Enjoy <33

Thanks to the beautiful souls that are: @aaronsugdens @robrondale @kellykadesperate @illbeyourreasonwhy @stuckinanothertimezone @maybemystcha @nerdyfangirl76 @jackiemerrick @bartonmatty

“No stability. No follow-through. In any area of your life, apparently.” Bullseye. Suddenly the atmosphere in the room changed. Robert could let air fill his lungs for a millisecond, spotting his assistant enter the room. Mr. Aaron Dingle. Unbeknownst to him, knocking the need for honestly straight to the kerb as soon as crossed the threshold. One moment Robert was determining an exit strategy or leverage; the brain tying itself in knots to come up with anything concrete. The next, he stared at Aaron as though he was one of the ancient wonders of the world. Aaron paid no attention, of course he wouldn’t. He was far too matter of fact to care for reading the room. It is why Robert paid him so generously –  more than what most assistances were getting elsewhere – not that Aaron bothered doing the background research into that. “Mr. Sugden, you have your 11:30 phone call with Mr Kotecha.”

Tagging: @robertaaron @jcforsapphics @aelric @capseycartwright @dreamer-of-ships @robertandaaronsugden @sugdendeeznuts @livflahertydingle @robertfagden @mellaithwen @madroxed

[bartonmatty]

wip wendesday

thank you for the tags @robrondale @jackiemerrick @nerdyfangirl76 @maybemystcha @illbeyourreasonwhy @stuckinanothertimezone @jonathan-harks @kellykadesperate @aaronsugdens <3

haven't written that much lately, been trying to actively take a break from writing to get back into thinking it's fun again, but have some of what i'm working on for the romcom event!

He's twelve years old, coming into the kitchen late at night to grab a glass of water, only to find his mother at the kitchen table, her head in her hands as she sobbed quietly. She didn't notice him immediately, so he just stood in the doorway, unsure of whether he should stay or go; he'd never seen his mum cry before, he'd barely even seen her sad, so he didn't know what to do. She must have finally sensed him, because she suddenly looked up, quickly wiping her eyes as she looked at him. "Robert," she said, her voice strained and thick from crying, "darling, what are you doing up?" "I wanted some water," he mumbled, suddenly feeling stupid for going down in the first place. "Oh." She was quickly on her feet, walking over to the sink and filling up a glass for him. "Here you go." Robert slowly walked over to her, taking the glass from her and looking up at her face. She wasn't that much taller than him anymore, he was slowly starting to hit his first growth spurt, but he still felt small next to her. "Are you okay?" he asked, which was a stupid question he already knew the answer to. His mum sniffled, softly running her fingers through the hairs at his temple. "I'm okay. Don't worry about me."

it's almost not wednesday anymore here but tagging @mellaithwen @capseycartwright @livflahertydingle @dreamer-of-ships @barnbert anyway if you have anything you want to share this evening! <3

[aaronsugdens]

wip wednesday

tagged by my lovelies @kellykadesperate @stuckinanothertimezone @illbeyourreasonwhy @maybemystcha @nerdyfangirl76 @jackiemerrick and @robrondale thank you xxx

Aaron's a terrible patient.

Robert knows this, intimately, knows Aaron will outright refuse to believe he's sick until he's completely bowled over by it, and then will complain and moan that he's dying until he's better.

Robert knows Aaron hates being sick, hates the powerlessness of it all, hates feeling weak. Which is why he's been gearing up for this all week, since Aaron woke up on Monday with a headache and a scratchy throat. Robert's stockpiled painkillers and all the ingredients for his mum's chicken soup, has preemptively scheduled Matty and Mack to take care of the farm for Thursday and Friday.

("Taking a long weekend, are ya?"

"I wish. Aaron'll be ill come Thursday."

"What?"

"Just… trust me.")

once again stealing wren's tags: @jackiemerrick @sugdendeeznuts @livflahertydingle @mellaithwen @bartonmatty @jcforsapphics @capseycartwright @dreamer-of-ships @barnbert @medievalmiffy @jonathan-harks @madroxed @aelric and a shout into the ether for anyone else who wants to share <3

[kellykadesperate]

wip wednesday!

tagged by the wonderful @jackiemerrick and @robrondale - thank youuu

the first chapter of my moonstruck au is ready to upload on sunday hehe. so for now have this little snippet!

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Aaron waits at the entrance of Robert’s farm and thinks about driving through, rolling down his window and waving at Robert. He’s got a coffee for Robert sitting on his console and a swirling sensation in his stomach.

Robert appears at the side of Aaron’s window. “What are you doing?”

Aaron jumps.

Robert has this glare on his face. “I thought I was nothing.”

Aaron bristles at his own words, he can be mean when he wants to be. Then he can be like this, soppy and silly and buying Robert a coffee because he wants to be around him for some reason. “I shouldn’t have …”

Robert tilts his head. “Been honest.”

“No.” Aaron blurts out. “Said that.” He says. “I got you a coffee.”

Robert blinks. “Why?”

Aaron shrugs a little. “Peace offering?” He says and he bites his lip hard. 

Robert looks at him like he’s an alien. 

“You want to be mates then?” Robert asks. 

Aaron imagines it for a second, Robert coming to the pub for a drink and then both laughing and playing darts with Mackenzie. Then he lets John filter through to his brain. It makes Aaron sit up straighter in his seat. 

“Did Vic call you?” Aaron decides to ask instead of answering the question.

“Did you force her to?”

“No.” Aaron says. “We were just talking. She misses you.”

“She said. In the voicemail.”

Aaron frowns. “You let it go to voicemail?” He says. Robert doesn’t answer. “What about the wedding?” 

Robert rolls his eyes. “You’ve got to drop that.”

Aaron sighs. “You and John just need to talk.”

Robert sips at the coffee. “We really don’t.” He shrugs with one shoulder. “I’ll call Vic back.”

Aaron half smiles. 

“It’s a start.” Aaron points out. 

“Don’t go getting hopeful.” Robert says.

Aaron’s smile drops. “I couldn’t care less if you were there mate.” He says.

Robert just stares at him. Aaron feels like he’s going to be sick and it’s so strange.

“I’ve got to do some paperwork.” Robert says, because Aaron is so certain he’s never just going to say goodbye or hello for that matter.

Aaron nods.

“Cheers. For the coffee.”

Aaron watches the back of Robert’s head as he leaves and has to press his feet firmly into the ground so he doesn’t do something stupid like follow him.

tagging the marvellous: @capseycartwright, @mellaithwen, @sugdendeeznuts, @bartonmatty, @aaronsugdens, @barnbert, @livflahertydingle

[thatnervouswreck]

wip wednesday

i've not posted on wednesdays or sundays for a week or so now so here we go!!!

this is from a little 2017 ons fic i've been working on... there's nothing explicitly referenced in this section tw wise, but i will put it under the cut just in case

Robert told the story a lot, in those first few weeks after people knew. he didn’t want to, of course he didn’t, he would rather lock it down tight and pretend it never happened, but he cheated on Aaron Dingle and thats something unforgivable, especially from someone like Robert Sugden.

so he told the story. it came easily, at first. because he thought about it. all the time.

all. the. time.

the guilt of it, he assumed. he had to think it was the guilt, and if it wasnt the guilt then it was some weird obsession and that was something just as justified to be guilty about. he was a cheat, he couldnt handle being obsessive too.

he let people talk, let them say what they needed to say, focus on the way he put it about, let himself ignore the pit in his stomach as they went.

the penny dropped a few weeks later, through no choice of his own, and it was Pete Barton of all people that seemed to do it. he was telling the story, knowing full well that the other Barton’s were living for this fresh hell of a downfall he was going through, when something he said caused Pete’s face to drop.

“you do know you can report her? right?”

“what?” he was about to respond when Finn popped his head through the door of the cafe, looking thoroughly flustered. Pete shot Robert an apologetic look and muttered something about speaking to him later.

you can report her.

not sure who's already posted soooooo apologies if i'm tagging you again 😭😭😭 @dreamer-of-ships @robrondale @aelric @barnbert @capseycartwright @livflahertydingle @mellaithwen @sugdendeeznuts @jackiemerrick and anyone else who wants to add!!!

[jonathan-harks]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you for the tags @illbeyourreasonwhy, @robrondale and @jackiemerrick.

“It’s sounds like Andy’s going to be staying with us for a while so we need to find a way to make him feel included.” Robert knew what it was like when a new boy showed up on the farm needing to be taken in by his family, he hoped his wisdom would rub off on John. “Fine!” John exclaimed, sounding anything but. He suddenly jumped up, stormed around to stand behind Robert and started to push him. “What’re you doing?” “You’re not going very high pushing with just your feet and Kathy’s too busy with Rachel and the baby to do it,” reasoned John. “I’m the big brother, it should be me pushing!” argued Robert. “Don’t be silly, I’m good at pushing!” John retorted, pulling the swing back so he could push Robert higher.

Tagging @bartonmatty, @aelric, @capseycartwright, @mellaithwen, @meena-jutla, @glitradora and @butteredsc0tch.

[stuckinanothertimezone]

WIP Wednesday!

Thank you for tagging me @robrondale, @jackiemerrick, @nerdyfangirl76, @maybemystcha, @illbeyourreasonwhy 🥰

My obsession with this one is peaking again since posting the first chapter so here we go *evil cackle*.

Robert hasn’t been feeling well at the pub. He is gracious about it, but Aaron has picked it up immediately, the little scrunch of discomfort, the hesitation in the way he moves. The layout is too different, the rooms too crammed, but he’s stubborn about it, claiming that he wants to learn the place, and Aaron’s heart feels gentle at the sight of the determined line of his lips. But, at the same time, he can tell that Robert is feeling uneasy. Diane is lovely but clearly unaware of how much Robert can do on his own, nervous and overbearing. Doug doesn’t know how to treat him, and the neverending buzz of the pub seems to make Robert nervous, constantly on edge, not helped by the fact that the Dingles love to walk into the place whenever they please, unaware and dismissive.

So when Robert asked if they could go out for the night, Aaron agreed without any hesitation, thinking about their past outings. But Robert didn’t fancy a walk or a drive. He asked, his fingers fidgeting, if they could go to town for some drinks.

And here they are now, tucked in a corner of one of the nicer places in Hotten, and Aaron feels nervous. It’s that kind of nerves he used to feel when he first started meeting up with blokes, the unmistakable flutter of his stomach, itching of his throat that beer wouldn’t wash down. It isn't fair, feeling this way. What Robert needs is normalcy and support and mates and not this, not the way Aaron's skin crawls with a need to touch him, selfish and stupid.

Tagging @livflahertydingle, @barnbert, @bartonmatty, @jcforsapphics, @aaronsugdens, @aelric, @mellaithwen, @dreamer-of-ships.

[jackiemerrick]

wip wednesday

hallo :)) thank u for the tag @robrondale <33

“What’s up?” Aaron asks, swinging around the staircase post and skipping back into his place between Gordon and Sandra. Sandra tucks him under her maternal arm and hugs him to her side. “Nothing, darling, we’ve just told Chastity about your new sibling.” “My mum’s pregnant,” Aaron gives Carl and Chas this big, shit-eating grin and lays his hand over Sandra’s stomach. See, the thing is, there's a plan. There’s a t-shirt wrapped in blue paper hidden in one of the kitchen drawers that is probably a couple sizes too small now Carl’s seeing the kid in person which boldly proclaims BIG BROTHER in chunky black lettering on a plain white background. After they ate tea, Chas was going to give Aaron the present and Carl was supposed to record his (likely painfully hollow or explosively negative) reaction so she could have it forever. Plans, Carl knows well enough, are always liable to change.

tagging @aaronsugdens @bartonmatty @sugdendeeznuts @livflahertydingle @jcforsapphics @sebdingle @maybemystcha @illbeyourreasonwhy @dreamer-of-ships @barnbert @capseycartwright @kellykadesperate @jonathan-harks @stuckinanothertimezone & @mellaithwen if any of ya fancy <333

[mellaithwen]

🚨 NEW SUGDEN ALERT 🚨

[teathattast]

[maybemystcha]

wip wednesday

tagged by the lovely @robrondale @jackiemerrick and @nerdyfangirl76 <33 haven’t done this for a week but hello!! actually took a break from writing because work has been taking it out of me 😭😭 but here's some of a criminal au hehe

Still, it's not like there’s much else going for him. The Kings have been amazing, but every second he spends in their house, he can feel the thick band of old guilt wrap tighter and tighter around his throat. He can’t exactly pop home and live in his sister’s spare bedroom either. The only Robert she'd known was the influential businessman who sent her postcards and rang for her birthday. The real him is a stranger. Maybe he should just do something stupid and go back to prison? The thought seems crazy at first, but it would make things easier. He would’t have to sort out the mess his life is - almost forty with nothing. The only other option he has right now is the offer from the Dingles. If this were the Robert of six years ago, he would've taken Mackenzie’s deal in a heartbeat. Working for that family would've always been a risk, but back then, he would've seen it as a challenge or an opportunity to weasel his way into the big leagues. But now?

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[robrondale]

wip wednesday!!

Mr Thomas massages his temples, peering up at Robert with tired resignation. “You ought to take things more seriously, Mr Sugden. If you applied yourself, you could have prospects. Real ones. I hate to say it but right now, you’re going nowhere.” “Nowhere,” Robert repeats, unmoved. “Is nowhere full of geniuses, Sir? ‘Cos if so, I’ll fit right in.” “The arrogance of youth won’t serve you well come adulthood, young man.” “Is it arrogance if I know it to be true?”  “I think that may be the very definition, yes.” Robert hums. “Y’know, I’ll remember you when I’m famous, Sir. I'll make you a footnote in my memoirs. Nowhere Boy by Robert Sugden. Got quite a ring to it, don’t you think?”

i can only apologise to the group chat for how much i've been banging on about this fic... especially @sugdendeeznuts who is entirely to blame for its conception

i've not been online much recently so i actively encourage everyone to please bully me into reading / writing more again during this drought

tagging @jackiemerrick @sugdendeeznuts @livflahertydingle @mellaithwen @bartonmatty @aaronsugdens @jcforsapphics @capseycartwright @dreamer-of-ships @illbeyourreasonwhy @maybemystcha @barnbert @sebdingle @stuckinanothertimezone @kellykadesperate @jonathan-harks @nerdyfangirl76 @madroxed @aelric and an open tag to anyone else who fancies joining in! <3

[robertsugden]

Please, let me help. Why would you? Because if you carry on like this you're going to end up dead. I couldn't bear that.

[endiness]

Season 3, Episode 1 "Detroit" THE VAMPIRE LESTAT (2022–)