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[thebookofrust]

Alan Wake 10th Anniversary Celebration Phone Wallpapers

Alan Wake is one of my favourite games of all time, so I wanted to do something to celebrate it’s 10th anniversary this year — especially since our boy Alan will be back as part of Control AWE! 

Since the phrase is so iconic to the game, I decided to hand-letter it in the style of fonts I’ve often seen in old horror movie posters. The images I picked as backgrounds were to highlight some of the aspects I loved about the game. 

Please like and reblog if you’ll be using them! 

[bartsugsy]

Okay but if you HAD to set up Debbie with one person in the village. Who would it be? 👀

GREAT QUESTION AND THE OBVIOUS ANSWER IS ANY FEMALE CHARACTER

LET’S EXAMINE SOME OPTIONS

PRIYA

UPSIDES: PRIYA WOULDN’T HAVE TIME FOR DEBBIE’S SHIT. THEY’D PROBABLY ARGUE A LOT BUT LIKE... IN A HOT WAY? THEIR KIDS COULD BOND. PUT DEBBIE BACK IN OVERALLS AND HAVE PRIYA COME SEE HER WEARING A SUIT IDK I’M REALLY GAY I’M JUST REALLY GAY

DOWNSIDES: NONE???? OVERALLS/SUIT??????????? HOW COULD THERE BE A DOWNSIDE???? SCIENCE HAS WON????

I WAS GOING TO WRITE OUT MORE BUT I KEEP THINKING OF PRIYA WEARING A SUIT AND DEBBIE WEARING OVERALLS AND NOW I CANT GO ON I PLAYED MYSELF

[nooneelsecomesclose17]

thebookofrust replied to your post: Between the two of them, who is gonna be the cool...

But they’ll also know to leave room in the boot in case they need to stuff someone like Lachlan in ������

They’re going to provide all the kids with a manual for all kinds of situations...the kids won’t understand but they’re not taking any chances.

[rememberingthesugden-dingles]

thebookofrust replied to your photo: cute

Does he — or lbr, Robert — work enough hours to be able to afford this laptop? ��

their lifestyle doesn’t make any sense! it gives me headaches

[beautifulhigh]

For the ask meme! 1, 11, 14, 20, 21.

1. What is one thing you’re very proud of having done this year?

Survived.  There was literally a point at which I wasn’t sure if I was going to, if it even mattered if I didn’t.  I asked for help, I got it, and I’m not fully there but I’m much better than I was.

11. What are your main sources of inspiration? Why?

Anything intelligent and creative,  As a person it’s @vckaarrob because she’s just everything anyone could want in someone who’s a part of their lives.  Good music, good movies, good TV, good podcasts...  If it’s good then I’ll find something within it to spark off.

14. What did you enjoy working on most this year?

Myself.  Well, I wouldn’t say I enjoyed it but I’m glad that I did.  Creative wise I’ve not done much at all until the last few weeks.

20. What do you feel is the most underrated thing you have done? Why?

This fic.  I wanted some mythological and concise and that wasn’t a cop out but also played within the rules.  I have such a love affair with the meanings of language and how you can construct it, interpret it, and never once lie.  It got some reblogs and choice tags (mainly yelling at me) but I feel this is something that deserves a little more love.

21. Name (and reblog) at least three things you’ve made this year that you’re proudest of.

My creative brain took one hell of a backseat this year because of everything.  I have plots and ideas that I want to get around to writing (one day) but for now it’s all about doing something that’s a little more grounded: my language analysis posts for @kingfallsam are probably some of bigger moments.

I started the year falling apart, I was broken and shattered over the coming months with the death of my best friend in February; the destruction of my confidence and self-belief in March; the constant negativity and attacks at work April through May which led to things being the worse they’ve ever been.

I’m ending the year with the cracks and chips and little pieces missing but I’m stronger than I was and I’m pretty proud of that.

I’m a fucking Kintsukuroi.

But there’s also this:

Each of those medals was earned by doing (at least) 100km per month.  All 12, done and completed.  I think I did about 1400km all in and some months it was harder than ever to clock up every last metre.  I think one month had a submission total of 100.07km or something like that.

I made it.  I’m still here.  I did shit this year.  That’s what I’m proud of.  There’s not really a reblog for that (although there is a tag for my language analysis posts if you wanted to read ~40,000 words of me rambling about a podcast that you should totally listen to).

[susieskinner93]

If you want to translate a few words! =D How about: Dragon, car, knight, book, story, sword, and dog.

yay I love these kind of games so this is gonna be the first course of hungarian 😂

dragon: sárkány

car: autó

knight: lovag

book: könyv

story: sztori or történet 

sword: kard

dog: kutya 

[chaossmagic]

Hey Lorna! I just want to spread some affection for @robertshandsaremyweakness, @messedup21, @robronsmessycupboard, and @searhythm for being this incredible crew of people who are just kind and sweet and enthusiastic as all get out and make this fandom such a blast.

Well, if this isn’t a great way to start 2019!

@robertshandsaremyweakness, @messedup21, @robronsmessycupboard and @searhythm, the lovely Rust would like to say a few words and wish you a happy new year!

new year’s day celebrations

[gr-ogu]

“My hate for you runs deeper than your ego.” Please! (So excited to see what you come up with!)

This is set after Aaron getsout of prison for being accused of shooting Robert, and after theirconversation 16/11/15!! (Can we just note that it takes Aaron like, 14 days andthen he’s interacting with Robert again and making deals, so… this is setsometime between then 16th to the 30th November, becauseAaron can’t hate his man for that long ;) hahaha)

Thank you for the prompt and Ihope you like!!!!!! <3

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I meant what I said at the court. I hate ya. And nothing youcan do is ever gonna change that.

The words had been ringing inRobert’s ears for days, playing in his head whenever he least expected it.Making a cup of tea? Aaron was there. Watching daytime telly? Aaron was there. Hell,even when Vic was telling him about her day at work, Robert wasn’t there, notreally. He was inside his head, with Aaron telling him he hated him over andover.

Fuck, Robert thinks. He’dreally thought he was doing something right this time.

Maybe it had taken a while forhim to get Aaron out of prison, but he was half convinced Aaron’d actually done it at one point! Not really, notdeep down but… Diane and Vic had been adamant,and they were his family, his properfamily, so what was he to do?

Robert shakes his head. He’s got to stop thinking like this. It’sself-torture. Aaron doesn’t want him anymore, and that’s his own fault.

He just has to let him go.

(Easier said than done whenyou practically live on top of each other, though.)

Robert had been sent by Vic togo and get another pint of milk, now that he was up and running. He didn’treally enjoy being her house-slave, but then, he can get a job and isn’tbothering, so that’s his own fault too.

He’s walking aimlessly, tryingto kill time before the has to go back to the house. He wants something to do, but he wants it to be worthwhile, sohe’s prepared to wait.

That’s when he sees him.

Aaron’s scowl is immediate,his face changing from neutral to hatred in seconds and Robert barely stopshimself from cringing at the hostile demeanour, even from three yards away.

Robert’s debating aboutwhether he should say something when Aaron beats him to it. “You gonna standthere gawpin’ all day? Get lost, Robert.”

Robert comes closer then,never one to give up on a challenge. “I’m just mindin’ my own business, thanks.You’re the one that started talking to me.”

Aaron’s in overalls, standing outsidethe garage, sweaty and with a wrench in his left hand. Robert should find itintimidating, but after all this time he only feels it’s just a little bitsexy. Well, maybe more than a little bit.

“There you go again, thinkin’ everyone’s just in lovewith you,” Aaron hisses and Robert’s there then, in his face and he smells so Aaron that Robert nearly whines. Best tokeep those emotions to himself, probably. “Why would I want to be talkin’ to you?”

“I don’t know,” Robert shrugs,hands in his jean pockets, “You could have just let me keep walking. Pretendyou didn’t see me. But you didn’t.That’s got to mean something, Aaron.”

Something in Aaron’s facedarkens. He shakes it and puts down the wrench, clenching and unclenching hishands like he’s trying to physically work out some anger without actually doinganything.

“You are so full of it,” is what he says, and it’snothing Robert’s not heard before. He’s not, not always, but he’s not going to be able to convince Aaron otherwise, notnow. So what’s the point in trying?

“So you’ve said,” Robert saysand the corners of his mouth turn down. He knowsthis is his fault, the way they are, the tenseness between them rather thanintensity, but he can’t help but miss Aaron, even when he’s standing thereright in front of him.

This isn’t his Aaron.

But then Robert was neverreally Aaron’s, not the same way Aaron was his, not in Aaron’s eyes, so.

Robert deserves this, hesupposes.

“Got anything else? I need tobe getting on,” Robert’s taunting him and he doesn’t know why. It’s just his knee-jerk reaction when he can’t get what hewants.

“My hate for you runs deeperthan your ego,” Aaron says and that stings, because he knows how large Aaronthinks his ego is.

That’s the important part: notRobert’s actual ego, not the insecurities he never lets anyone see. No. It’sthe perception—he lets everyone think he’s got all the confidence in the world,and that’s what they know.

Robert doesn’t know what tosay, he gulps, twists his lip, trying to remember a time when he threwawful, sickening words at Aaron. Thisfeeling… It probably isn’t even halfof what Aaron felt when Robert yelled at him that day in the scrapyard.

The silence stretches onbetween them and Aaron’s look grows weary, sad. Broken. “Just go, Robert,” and it soundsmore pleading than forceful, so Robert goes.

With his back turned, heswears he hears Aaron sob, but he doesn’t look back.

He can give Aaron thatmuch, after everything.

...

Send me a prompt and I’ll write a fic!!!!!!!!! <3

[vicbartons]

Hello you! Fanfic ask thing: 10, 11, 14! =D (Genuinely cannot wait to see your answers.)

10. What’s a theme that keeps coming up in your writing? 

since my writing has been robron centric so far, i guess that list would go 

robert´s bisexuality 

robert and aaron´s relationship with their parents, especially robert´s relationship with his mum (projecting much, antje?) and

abandonment issues in one way or another (oh my, that´s more projecting, isn´t it?)

11. What kind of relationships are you most interested in writing?

i love a good sibling relationship, but mostly end up writing about romantic ones anyway. where those are concerned, i´ve always been a sucker for the kind of couples that spend ages dangling on that edge between love and hate. the ones that can banter like nobody´s business, because they know just which buttons to push. the ones that have the potential to love each other more than anybody else ever could, while also being able to cause the other more pain than anybody else ever could. because what´s more interesting to write about than the tumultuous emotions that come with that dynamic and the struggle for finding balance it brings, right? and now we all know why i fell head over heels for aaron and robert

14. You’re applying for the fanfic writer of the year award. What five fanfics do you put in your portfolio?

this feels very self-indulgent, but i guess that´s the point so here we go (in no particular order):

you took a mystery and made me want it, because that was the first time i felt like i actually succeeded at a proper au

these silent beasts are hard to bear, because that fic had been sitting in my brain for months and is still one of the most cathartic things i´ve ever written

it had to be you - i dunno, i just like that one

you´re ruining my pretending, because it has some really solid descriptions and a lot of world setting in rather few characters, if i may say so myself

my yet to be published christmas calendar fic, just cause

[robertjacobsugdens]

thebookofrust replied to your post “aries!”

Bless you for knowing both Tarsem Singh and The Fall. ��

The Fall is GENUINELY one of the most beautiful movies I’ve ever seen in my entire life, moving, interesting, and visually stunning. It’s a movie that you could watch with the sound off and still completely understand what’s happening just because Singh has created such an eloquent visual language that words become secondary. Literally no one else is doing what he’s doing bc they don’t have half his dedication. The fact that he’s not considered an auteur is a TRAVESTY bc you could recognize his gorgeous style anywhere.

[robronfic]

I also just wanted to shower some love on @persiflager, @vckaarrob, and @robertjacobsugdens, all of whose works inspire me to become a better writer each time I read something of theirs. Each of them has an incredible way with words; from the premises they come up with, to the descriptions they craft, to the senses of humour they display. It's a gift to be able to read a new fic from all of them, but especially so when I can revisit something I already love and find something else I love in it.

@persiflager @robertjacobsugdens​ @vckaarrob 💖

[charitydingle]

Happy Birthday! Hope you’re having a great day so far and that you have an even better year ahead!

thank u!! i’m having a wonderful day so far!! hope u have an amazing year too Xxxx

[smittenwithsugden]

Hi Pauline! For the ask thing: 21, 26, 38

21. favourite aaron outfit?

26. favourite parallel?

First Wedding Vows / Reunion, and the sofa kisses <3

Answered 38 here

[nooneelsecomesclose17]

Got a weird one for you: Downton Abbey AU. Only Aaron comes from new money and Robert’s an ambitious valet.

I didn’t quite get the ambitious part in, but I hope it’s ok anyway :)

The kitchen is a hive of activity when Robert comes back down from serving lunch. It’s always the same when there’s a party, everything having to be just so and if it’s not then Mr Foster is quick to get it put right.

He supposes there are worse places to work. He hears tales all the time. The house is in the middle of fucking nowhere though and one day off a fortnight doesn’t exactly give him any time for anything.

He’d done alright, a farmer’s son, expected to do no more than work the land with his Dad, take over when he couldn’t do it anymore. Robert didn’t want that, didn’t particularly want to be a footman either for all that, but it was a good enough job.

“Robert, there’s a cup of tea here for you.” 

He pulled the chair out and sat down, taking the weight off his feet for the first time since breakfast and took the china cup from Rachel the housemaid, with a smile. He wasn’t daft, he knew she had a crush on him, they all did, and yes maybe he used it to his advantage when he wanted to get out of a job, but he also wasn’t daft enough to get involved and risk his job. The risk of having to go back home in disgrace was too much for that.

“Did Miss Chrissie come down for breakfast?” He looks over at the housekeeper, Mrs Walker. She was alright really, a bit of nag. She was a gossip though and pressed them every mealtime for tidbits from upstairs.

“No. The old man wasn’t very happy about it either. Should make the party all the more interesting.”

“Nobody asked for your opinion Robert!” He scrambles to his feet as the voice of the butler echoes around the room. Typical, it was always him who was caught. “Did you clean that silver yet?”

“I was just…” He gestured to the cup of tea going cold on the table.

“Just nothing, get to it!”

He huffs but there’s no point arguing so he slopes off into the room off the hallway where the silver was kept. At least he could sit down while he did it, they’d be on their feet all night with the party. 

He’s been there an hour and is almost finished when Mr Foster comes in, checking over his work with a critical eye. Robert was good at his job though so he wouldn’t find a mistake, never did, which is why he got away with the things he did sometimes.

“There’s just been a call upstairs. Mr Dingle will be joining the guests this evening. I presume you can look after him as you have before?”

“Yes Mr Foster, of course.” He hides his surprise, had thought he’d never see him again after the last time.

“Hmm, well, he’s arriving on the four o’clock train.” He nods and when the man has left he sits back down, cleaning things abandoned. 

Aaron Dingle, the name that’s been at the corner of Robert’s mind for months now. He’d first been invited to Home Farm a few months before, the gossip was that he’d been asked in the hope that he would use his money to help the failing estate.

The gossip in the kitchen had been immense, partly scorn at the family asking some ‘new money’ incomer for help, partly curiosity at this self made man. Every time he’d come back from attending to him he’d been interrogated for information.

He was intrigued by the younger man with his bright blue eyes and dark hair, a sense of vulnerability about him. He’d walked into the hallway confidently enough, but Robert wasn’t fooled, he’d tried to be something he’s not too many times not to see the slight twitch around his eye, the hesitation at dinner when he reached for the wrong fork. It’s endearing almost.

He’d been quiet, listening to everything, all the bluster from the other guests, the boasting that went on even though most of them had known each other for years. Robert could barely refrain from rolling his eyes most evenings but not when he was a guest.

He’s by the door when he arrives, waiting, Mr Foster opposite with the family and he watches as they’re all over him before he can even get in the door. The whole household knows that money is tight, that the master had made bad investments and was now clinging on to anything he could to get them back on his feet, not helped by both his daughters refusing to change their extravagant lifestyles. 

When he steps forward to take his hat and coat he can only see amusement in his eyes, not that anger or coldness he’d expected, and he remembers a conversation they’d had on his second visit.

“Am I the only one who gets this treatment? The fancy dinners, people running around after me.” Robert had hesitated, he wasn’t stupid enough to talk against his boss but then Aaron had smirked at him. “I’m not going to tell on you.”

“The rumour downstairs, is the money is running out.”

“Aren’t you worried about your job?”

“I can get another.” He holds the dinner jacket out for him to slip his arms into, brushing his hands across the shoulders, getting it just right.

“Confident. I like that.” 

It had gone on like that for the rest of the visit, Robert knew they were flirting, knew it probably wasn’t the wisest idea, but he couldn’t help it, there was just something about him. When he’d left Robert had been disappointed not knowing whether he’d see him again.

How they didn’t get caught that next time he’ll never know. He’d thrown caution to the wind, sure he wasn’t imagining it, and kissed him, sure that he’d be out on his ear the next morning. He wasn’t though because Aaron had kissed him back.

It had carried on, stolen kisses behind closed doors until he’d had to leave again and Robert had to go back to waiting until he was invited back again. The old man was nothing if not predictable and Aaron was back two weekends later.

“Are you giving him the money then?” Confidence boosted by laying in Aaron’s arms in bed he asks because he doesn’t want this to end.

“He thinks I am. Thinks if he throws me enough dinners, offers me enough scotch that I’ll do whatever he wants.”

“People don’t say no to him.”

“I’m not people.” He sighs and sits himself upright against the headboard, fingers finding their way through Robert’s hair. It’s nice, he could stay here forever. “I got where I am with hard work, by learning who to trust. I’m not going to be blinded by expensive dinners. Do you really want to talk about your employer while you’re in bed with me?”

“Nice to know if I’m still going to have a job, that’s all.” He looks over at the clock on the mantle, he should be getting back to his own bed, needing to be up in just under three hours. He was lucky he had a room to himself otherwise he’d be in trouble.

“Last time I was here you weren’t bothered. What happened to that confidence?” He shrugs because that’s not the reason he asked. What he really wants to know is whether Aaron’s coming back, but he won’t let himself ask and seem needy. “Do you think I should help him?”

“I don’t know anything about all that. I’m just a footman.”

“A footman who no doubt overhears things, knows what’s going on.”

“Is that why I’m here?” He feels his cheeks flush, he’d thought Aaron felt something.

“You know why you’re here. I don’t play games Robert and if that’s what you think I’m doing then you can leave.”

He'd left after that, things awkward between them the following day, and he’d thought that would be it, that he’d never see him again, and now here he was again. 

“Hello again, Robert.”

“Mr Dingle. I’ll take your luggage to your usual room.” He doesn’t look back as he heads up the stairs, knows he’s following, doesn’t say anything until the door closes behind them and then Aaron’s pushing him up against the wall.

“I missed you.” He’s inches from him and Robert feels like he can’t breathe and he can’t help but frown. “What?”

“S’pose I thought you’d be done with me now. You’re back to tell Mr White yes aren’t you?” That was what he’d heard at breakfast, the man crowing about it. “You don’t need me anymore.”

He wasn’t stupid, Aaron might’ve told him it wasn’t but he was sure he just wanted information. Everyone knew footmen and butlers heard everything, knew everything. 

“No, I’m telling him I won’t be investing. I’m only here because I wanted to see you. I can’t stop thinking about you, and when they invited me I debated leaving things as they were, that maybe it was for the best, but I couldn’t.” He can’t quite believe what he’s hearing, that he would come back here just for him. He might put on a front of confidence and cockiness but deep down insecurity ruled his thoughts. “I wanted to see you.”

“What’s the point? You’ll be gone tomorrow.” He wasn’t going to be invited back. Mr White was notorious for holding grudges. “I won’t see you again.”

“You could always come and work for me.”

“But...”

“I mean it. You don’t have to work for me but it’d be easier that way, wouldn’t it?” He shakes his head because this isn’t real, it can’t be. “I don’t mean as my footman, Robert. I mean in my company, I can teach you everything.”

“I don’t...”

“Just think about it. You’re better than this Robert, I know you are. I’m leaving tomorrow afternoon and I’d like you to come with me, but if you don’t want to I understand. There’ll be a ticket waiting at the station for you if you want.”

They don’t mention it again, he helps him get ready for dinner in silence, the only hint of anything are his lingering hands, the glances into Aaron’s eyes. Even when he leaves, gets into the car for the journey to the station, Robert stands there, impassive.

It’s only when he opens the door to the carriage and sees Aaron sitting there, chin resting on his hand, gazing out of the window, that he speaks.

“Is anyone sitting here?”

[edmundodiaz]

For the gif ask: 1, 4, 13. For 4, please reblog it for us.

1. what are your top 3 favorite sets you’ve made

in no particular order:

this drumfred one

this robron one

this skamit one 

4. a set that flopped but deserved better

this one, but not because i feel it’s amazing, but because i feel tumblr didn’t give when we rise the attention it deserved

13. where or from whom did you learn how to gif

i mostly learned by clicking around on ps and by reading people’s tutorial, especially this one

Questions for gif-makers.

[luststricken]

For the ask thing: 21, 22, 38 and 41?

21 - favourite aaron outfit?

i love 2014 in his first few eps back when he’s at the dingles’ and has got all black on! i also love the hi-vis jackets for some reason!

22 - favourite robert outfit?

so tough!! but the maroon suit has gotta be it!!

38 - what are the three top things you want to see from robron in 2019?

better/new outfits (pls stop the blue agenda 2k19) !!!!!, more of them working as a team either comedically or against some Serious drama, and a robert sl where aaron has to support him - maybe someone coming back into his life from when he was away from the village, i know last time this happened it wasn’t a loved thing from everyone but someone more intimidating to rebuff his status as bad boy (as wikipedia claims)

41 -  best exit?

omg i can’t even think of anyone that’s gone this year😬 i would say bex just because i loved her but her exit was just crap, the only one i can think of is adam ??? but i only really liked his exit because of the cinematography and other characters’ involvement lmao