lauren :)

skam and other things

[apocalyptic-cake-deactivated202]

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[ayellowcurtain]

could you write a fic where it’s set in the future and sobbe has children. sobbe go on a date and milan babysits for them and answers their questions about how sobbe met etc...

Hello, you!!!!! Long time no see! 

Sorry for such a long wait, but I really hope you like it :3 since you’re my mentor for ABO related stuff hahaha 

[robbekoala]

i like how when Sander went back to brown hair we all collectively ignored it and continued to write fan fiction and make fan art with his bleached hair. we couldn’t bear the loss 

[vearthling]

Seeing Moyo smile

[savvicc666]

David Bowie (1983) // Harry Styles (2019)

[robbekoala]

the broerrrs next vlog should be wap challenge and sander films it.

[nesqucikgirl]

[robbekoala]

so no clip?

[oddy-png]

Kicking off my remodeled blog with Sander, in honor of season 4 coming out today!!! I love this show too much to NOT make art.

[robbekoala]

robbe: we could stay and hang out with they boys for a bit longer?

sander: um... neeh.

[robbekoala]

theme is officially changed 😎

[uh-velkommen]

Who the heck is Kato

[voldemorthatesnose96]

Sobbe is MysTEriOUsLy missing at the end of the clip... are they... you know...

[vearthling]

Can you give us a sobbe sneaking off tonight Drabble?

Sander leans in to give a kiss to Robbe’s shoulder and then gives a soft kiss to his ear, “Want to take a walk?” He whispers softly. He was feeling the need to step away from the constant chat about hitting on girls and would take any excuse to be alone with Robbe.

Robbe looks up to him, squeezes his thigh and nods. Robbe gets up, telling the boys they’re heading to get a drink and heads off, hand and hand.

“We expect you two to be back in five” Jens calls out and Robbe shoots him a glare before turning back to Sander when the taller brunette pulls him into his arms.

“You okay?” Robbe ask.

“ ‘Course, just wanted to walk. Be alone with you.” He says guiding Robbe to a secluded area shaded by hovering trees, away from the lights and noise. 

“Thank you for coming with me tonight.” Robbe’s hands come up to either side of his boyfriend’s cheeks, cradling his face in his hands, “Wouldn’t want to be here without you.”

“Dont have to thank me.” Sander says pulling Robbe in close by his shirt and leaning in to plant a kiss on him. Robbe cant help but smile in the kiss, happy to finally being able to kissing Sander after not being able to all night, not in peace at least. He loops his arms around the back of Sander’s neck and reciprocates with as much passion and fervor as Sander is giving him. 

“Wanted to kiss you for hours”  Sander mutters against his lips.

“Why didnt you?” Robbe ask pulling back from the kiss, focusing in on his boyfriend’s sparkling green eyes.

“What? In front of the boys? So you can get all shy on me?”

“Yeah but I wouldnt have stopped you though.” Robbe smirks with a raise of his brows.

“Dont do that to me.” Sander narrows his gaze and leans in peck kisses on his neck

“What did I do?” Robbe ask bashfully, tilting his head to the side to give Sander room as he runs his fingers through Sander’s short hair.

“Make me want you, we do need to get back there and be somewhat decent.” He says decorating his neck with kisses. 

“Says who?” Robbe teases with a playful giggle before separating himself from Sander to walk back up but Sander catches his wrist and pulls him back into his chest, smothering his boyfriend in pecks all over his cheek, “You think you’re so funny, dont you?”

“Mhmm.” Robbe smiles and turns back around in Sander’s arms and leans up to kiss him on the chin, “Are you good now? Has your daily dose of kisses been fulfilled?” 

“Not yet.” Sander says as he picks Robbe up his arms, catching the younger boy off guard. “Think I need a couple more.”  Robbe smiles and leans in to kiss his boyfriend’s soft lips. In the midst of the kiss, he cant help but keep smiling at how happy he is. To be ditching a party to make out with someone he actually wants to make out with, someone he’s in love with. To be here with the man of his dreams and kiss him and throw his legs in his lap without second thought, without being afraid of judgement and not feel out of place for a second. It’s taken a while but it feels so good. 

“What are you thinking about? You keep smiling.” Sander says pulling back, looking up towards Robbe as his hands stay braced on his butt to hold him up. 

“Nothing, just love you. That’s all.”

Sander smiles and places  Robbe back down, “’I love you too.” Sander interlocks his hand with Robbe’s as they start walking back over to the party. Sander picks Robbe’s hand up and pecks the back of his hand and shoots him a wink, “Just one more.” He smiles as they head to grab a drink they dont actually plan on indulging in but take just to avoid any possible interrogations from the boys.

[nyttvera]

wtFOCK s1-3 + sea foam green

bonus s4

[itubainaretro]

mmh ok ma’am now i need a drabble of them watching a game and commenting on the players cause that’d be funny and cute asf SKCNSH and then one of them getting too excited and the other getting a lil bit jealous 😭🥺

[(*elton john’s voice* i know it’s not much but it’s the best i can do) i hope you like it]:

“Oof, I can’t believe he missed that”, Moyo said, putting both hands on his head, exasperated.

“Di María, man, the goal was right there”, Aaron yelled.

Robbe should’ve seen this coming. On top of not having any kind of interest in the game playing on the tv, he had zero idea who the hell this Di María guy was and he really didn’t care enough to find out. But the Broerrrs insisted he come to Jens house to watch the game with them, so that was what he was going to be putting up with for the foreseeable future until the final whistle. He was glad he managed to drag Sander along with him, though.

Some more minutes went by before the boys were yelling at the tv and whining about yet another missed goal.

“I’m so incredibly bored, you wouldn’t believe it if I told you how much”, Sander whispered in Robbe’s ear just as the boys settled down on the couch again.

“Oh, believe me when I tell you I know just how much”, Robbe looked at him knowingly, “but at least we can look at a bunch of hot guys running around chasing a ball, right?”

Sander raised his eyebrows at him, amused, “Oh, is that so?”

Robbe smiled, nodding.

“Who do you think is hot, then?” Sander asked.

“Number 14, blue team.”

“Oh, okay, I see it. Is it the beard?”

Robbe nodded, agreeing. “What about you?”

“Number 29, red.”

“Ooh, nice choice, he really is hot. Number 32, red.”

“Are you serious, Robbe? The Kimmich guy? He’s just blonde.”

“Okay, but consider this: his thighs.”

Sander squinted his eyes, deep in thought. “Okay, fair enough”, he shrugged. “5, red. He’s not playing, but he’s cute.”

“Who’s that?”

“He’s the curly haired brunette on the bench.”

Robbe shook his head. “He’s so… ordinary.”

“He’s cute”, Sander insisted.

Robbe rolled his eyes. “Whatever. The red team’s goalkeeper. Oh god.”

Sander seemed amused. “What’s so oh god, about him, Mr. Robin?”

“Have you looked at him?”, Robbe said, incredulous. “First of all, he’s as tall as a fucking tree, second of all, have you seen his thighs? God. Also, he has a really nice face and kinda cute smile? Yeah, he’s hot. Not to mention he’s a really good player.”

“You seem to have spent quite a long time thinking about that one, huh?” Sander said flatly.

“Well, you asked me what I thought about him.”

“Well, you didn’t have to come up with a full list. Also what is it with you and thighs? Are my skinny thighs not good enough for you?” Sander asked with a frown.

“Sander? What? No, of course not, why would you even ask that? You know I love you and your skinny thighs, no matter how skinny they are”, Robbe smiled gently.

Sander’s only answer was an unimpressed hum.

It downed on Robbe what the matter actually was. “Oh my god. You’re not jealous, are you?”, Robbe said, trying to contain his laughter.

“Of course not. Why would I be jealous of a….”

“OH MY GOD SHUT UP YOU TWO”, Aaron and Moyo yelled at the same time. “We can’t hear the game”, Moyo added.

“Yes, for the love of God just stop talking for 5 minutes”, Jens chimed in. “Although I have to agree with Sander: Pavard is pretty cute.”

“Right? Thank you”, Sander fist bumped Jens.

“WHAT?”, Robbe, Moyo and Aaron exclaimed at the same time.

“What? I have eyes”, Jens shrugged.

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if anyone’s confused:

blue team: Paris Saint-Germain

red team: Bayern München

[itubainaretro]

mmh ok ma’am now i need a drabble of them watching a game and commenting on the players cause that’d be funny and cute asf SKCNSH and then one of them getting too excited and the other getting a lil bit jealous 😭🥺

[(*elton john’s voice* i know it’s not much but it’s the best i can do) i hope you like it]:

“Oof, I can’t believe he missed that”, Moyo said, putting both hands on his head, exasperated.

“Di María, man, the goal was right there”, Aaron yelled.

Robbe should’ve seen this coming. On top of not having any kind of interest in the game playing on the tv, he had zero idea who the hell this Di María guy was and he really didn’t care enough to find out. But the Broerrrs insisted he come to Jens house to watch the game with them, so that was what he was going to be putting up with for the foreseeable future until the final whistle. He was glad he managed to drag Sander along with him, though.

Some more minutes went by before the boys were yelling at the tv and whining about yet another missed goal.

“I’m so incredibly bored, you wouldn’t believe it if I told you how much”, Sander whispered in Robbe’s ear just as the boys settled down on the couch again.

“Oh, believe me when I tell you I know just how much”, Robbe looked at him knowingly, “but at least we can look at a bunch of hot guys running around chasing a ball, right?”

Sander raised his eyebrows at him, amused, “Oh, is that so?”

Robbe smiled, nodding.

“Who do you think is hot, then?” Sander asked.

“Number 14, blue team.”

“Oh, okay, I see it. Is it the beard?”

Robbe nodded, agreeing. “What about you?”

“Number 29, red.”

“Ooh, nice choice, he really is hot. Number 32, red.”

“Are you serious, Robbe? The Kimmich guy? He’s just blonde.”

“Okay, but consider this: his thighs.”

Sander squinted his eyes, deep in thought. “Okay, fair enough”, he shrugged. “5, red. He’s not playing, but he’s cute.”

“Who’s that?”

“He’s the curly haired brunette on the bench.”

Robbe shook his head. “He’s so… ordinary.”

“He’s cute”, Sander insisted.

Robbe rolled his eyes. “Whatever. The red team’s goalkeeper. Oh god.”

Sander seemed amused. “What’s so oh god, about him, Mr. Robin?”

“Have you looked at him?”, Robbe said, incredulous. “First of all, he’s as tall as a fucking tree, second of all, have you seen his thighs? God. Also, he has a really nice face and kinda cute smile? Yeah, he’s hot. Not to mention he’s a really good player.”

“You seem to have spent quite a long time thinking about that one, huh?” Sander said flatly.

“Well, you asked me what I thought about him.”

“Well, you didn’t have to come up with a full list. Also what is it with you and thighs? Are my skinny thighs not good enough for you?” Sander asked with a frown.

“Sander? What? No, of course not, why would you even ask that? You know I love you and your skinny thighs, no matter how skinny they are”, Robbe smiled gently.

Sander’s only answer was an unimpressed hum.

It downed on Robbe what the matter actually was. “Oh my god. You’re not jealous, are you?”, Robbe said, trying to contain his laughter.

“Of course not. Why would I be jealous of a….”

“OH MY GOD SHUT UP YOU TWO”, Aaron and Moyo yelled at the same time. “We can’t hear the game”, Moyo added.

“Yes, for the love of God just stop talking for 5 minutes”, Jens chimed in. “Although I have to agree with Sander: Pavard is pretty cute.”

“Right? Thank you”, Sander fist bumped Jens.

“WHAT?”, Robbe, Moyo and Aaron exclaimed at the same time.

“What? I have eyes”, Jens shrugged.

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if anyone’s confused:

blue team: Paris Saint-Germain

red team: Bayern München