#Angsty AU

[chocol4tte]

Angsty OBKK Au where Obito's sharingan is an actual poison for Kakashi and everytime he uses the sharingan, he is shortening his lifespan.

Problem is? Kakashi knows it and still doesn't want to take it out, he goes as far as hiding this information from every single soul for years because despite the pain and weakness that it causes, he will make sure to live long enough for Obito to see the world through his eye, as the only promise he will keep until his dying breath.

Nobody knows of the consequences of the eye, not even a very alive, stalker-ish obito knows about it. In fact, he thought it was just Chakra draining.

Anyway, he doesn't know until Kakashi reaches a point of no return, and obito has now to live with the consequences.

..... so I continued this, here. Enjoy :3

[bekkachaos]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday

tagged by the unbelievably talented @eddiebabygirldiaz @daffi-990 💕

from the angsty au (spiralling Eddie/addict Buck)

"Your fights," Buck said, breaking the silence without looking up at Eddie or ceasing his movements on the napkin. "That around the corner at the old warehouse on Merrick?"

Eddie blinked twice in quick succession as he stared back at him in surprise.

"Yeah, how'd you know that?" he asked softly, waiting as Buck took another drink from his milkshake before sitting back and giving Eddie a shrug.

"I know a little bit about what goes on around here," he said. "Streets of LA aren't always the most respectable of places, depending on the crowd you know."

Eddie almost replied to say he wouldn't know much about that, but the evidence was written on his face in blue and purple and red. Respectable people didn't go around cage fighting on weeknights and getting suspended from their jobs.

"You ever been?" he said instead, and Buck shook his head.

"Never felt the urge to go watch grown men get sweaty and bloody," he said with a playful smirk on his mouth.

"You should come on Thursday," Eddie shrugged, ignoring his goading while Buck's eyes narrowed.

"Why?"

"Well have you got anything better to do?"

Buck scoffed and went back to his milkshake.

"Didn't think so," Eddie said, loud enough for Buck to hear and scowl over at him.

tagging some lovelies 💕

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[bridgyrose]

I would like more Grandma of a Rose please. (I'm the one who asked you for the first one)

Summer held Ruby’s hand as she sat down next to her, gently squeezing as she listened to the heart monitor Watts had set up to keep track of Ruby’s recovery. Years spent trying to keep Ruby out of this seemed wasted now that she was here. Her silver eyes stayed practically glued to Ruby was she waited for any sign of her waking up, gritting her teeth as she heard a few footsteps behind her. “I wanted to leave her out of this.” 

“And I wanted to meet the granddaughter that you refused to tell me about,” Salem said as she walked over, placing a hand on Summer’s shoulder. “I promise, I will not harm her-” 

“I wanted her to have a normal life!” Summer growled out as she pulled away from Salem, silver eyes starting to shine brightly as she thought about trying to end Salem here and now. “You may be the mother who took me in, but I didnt want Ruby to have any part of this.” 

Salem nodded and smiled a bit. “It seems like she’d been getting herself into this anyway. She’s gotten into Cinder’s way a few times, and from the sounds of it, she’s been working with Ozma.” 

Summer felt her heart sink hearing those words from Salem, the light in her eyes starting to dull again as she looked over at Ruby. She put a gentle hand to Ruby’s cheeks, wondering where the years had gone that she missed Ruby becoming a huntress and getting dragged into this war by Ozpin, a war that she never should’ve been part of. The breath she held left her lips as she dragged her fingers down Ruby’s cheek, stopping at her chin. “Now that you’ve met her, you’ll let her go, right?” 

“If that is what she wants. Though, if she sees you, I’m sure that she’ll want to stay and be around the mother that she never had.” 

Summer went quiet, anger practically seeping off her as she glared at Salem. Of course Ruby would want to join if it meant keeping close to her, which meant she’d have to leave again if she wanted Ruby to try to salvage a “normal” life as a huntress. Stay with her daughter or leave. The trap she had been in her entire life ever since Salem adopted her as her daughter. 

Salem grinned as she loomed over Summer, keeping her hand gentle. “I know you only want what is best for her, and I’ll keep my promise that I will not hurt her.” 

“But you have no problem bringing her into this,” Summer half snapped at Salem. “You know she’s been searching for me.” 

“Only because you’ve made it clear that you’re still alive. She’s caught glimpses of your visits, the way you seem to leave a trace of yourself around, thinking no one will catch you. It was only a matter of time before she found you.” 

Summer looked away, growling as she looked over her daughter. “Then what exactly are you going for?” 

“To keep you under control.” 

Summer froze for a moment as she felt Salem’s hand run around her neck, pulling a grimm leash from her. The collar tightened around her for a moment, bone-like spikes digging into her. She winced as she felt Salem pull the collar, falling off her chair and to her knees.

“You may be my daughter, but you are still mine.” Salem pulled the leash tighter, watching Summer. “Ever since you’ve had your own daughter, you’ve been reckless, out of control, putting yourself at risk of showing everyone that you’re still alive. So here’s your choice: you can be the mother you wanted to be, and your daughter is brought into our family as a weapon against Ozma, or you disappear from your daughter’s life and I leave her alone until she’s sent to me. Your choice.” 

“L-leave her… out of… this…” Summer gasped out as she gripped the collar around her neck. “I’ll disappear from her life!” 

“Then make sure you do.” 

Summer dropped back onto her hands and knees as she felt the collar loosen and sink back into her, taking the leash with it. Her breathing was almost ragged as she tried to catch her breath, tears welling up in her eyes as she silently cursed herself out. Abandoning her daughter was the last thing she had ever wanted to do, but if that was the only way for Ruby to live a normal life as a huntress, to keep from being dragged into this war the same way she was, then there was no other choice. 

Ruby groaned as she started to wake up, wincing as she reached for her side. “Y-Yang…” 

“Yang will be okay,” Summer said as she stood up, her voice a bit raspy from her leash. “Just like you will.” 

“M-mom?” 

Summer froze as she watched Ruby’s eyes start to open, her fingers trembling as she tried to reach for her daughter. Everything she had worked for was starting to crumble in front of her. Finally, she took a breath and lowered her hand, turning away from Ruby. “I’m sorry, Ruby.” 

“Where are you-” 

“You have to go back out there,” Summer said as she pushed Ruby back down. “Rest, and enjoy your life.” 

Ruby’s eyes closed as her breathing started to relax. “Be back?” 

Summer hesitated as she looked over at Ruby, her voice trembling as she spoke. “I… I dont know.” She walked away from Ruby, letting her rest and making her way back to her own room in Evernight Castle. Her heart sank with each step, hating that she was abandoning her daughter again. 

“I knew you’d do it,” Cinder said as she held her bandaged arm. “Abandoning her must be easy for you.” 

“Not now, Cinder,” Summer said, venom practically dripping from her words. “I’m not abandoning her because I have to, I’m doing it to get her to live her own life.” 

“Could’ve fooled me.” 

Summer glared at Cinder as she walked off, quietly going into her own room and sighing as she fell onto her bed. She had hoped that the next time she’d see Ruby, it would be on her terms at home, but now, seeing her here and potentially able to join Salem… she closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep, ready for the day to be over. 

[watmalik]

Need for Carlos to go undercover next season after he, hopefully, gets promoted. What if he has to pretend he’s dead and he tells his superior officer to let his close friends and family know but the fact is that the superior officer doesn’t say anything to anyone for Carlos’s safety. Anyways, flash-forward to his “funeral” where the mission is over and he caught his dad’s killer but now is wondering why everyone is crying. Why even hold a funeral if they know he’s fine.

He asks, mateo (because it’s funny and I imagine him having the best reaction lol) and everyone is just in shock and happy when they notice it’s him and he’s alive.

Ofc TK takes his dress cap off and runs to him, filled with so many emotions, gently knocks his husband’s chest backwards and then holds him, finally letting everything out.

[whotfelsewantedtobelynnyx]

Just an itty bitty Steve angst HC for y’all because like…

We know he has a younger half brother, right? And we know that brother happens to be Mattholomule.

So I (and @sound-under-the-sea ) were thinking, wouldn’t it just be plain awful if their parents didn’t survive the Day of Unity*?

Imagine poor, broken Matt being led out of Hexside with the rest of the students (where they’d been taken to watch the proceedings) after the DOU ends. All his classmates are clinging to their friends and Matt looks around for Gus but oh Titan, he can’t find him. He can’t find him anywhere. Witches rush in from the palace to meet them, take them somewhere far away and hidden from the reach of this new child-god.

There, his classmates are reunited with their families. One by one, parents and grandparents and siblings alike all rush to embrace their loved ones. And Mattholomule waits and waits, but no parents come to find him.

Eventually, he slips away and makes his way to Titan’s Head, where he finds hundreds of witches doing their best to pick up the pieces. He wanders around, demanding to know what’s happened and who’s in charge, until someone finally points him towards the ruins of the palace and tells him that the rebel group who’d tried to stop the Day Of Unity has taken the lead.

He runs up and bursts onto the dais, where a group of witches about the age of his parents are huddled around a table, deep in discussion over maps and charts depicting distribution of resources. A dark-haired woman who he vaguely recognizes from various posters and propaganda glances up and starts at the sight of him. It’s obvious that she knows his face. She runs to him, checks him over, then grabs him by the hand and drags him off, weaving in and out of the crowd until-

He spots a young man crouching in the distance,with reddish-brown hair and a singular horn poking up from his forehead. The woman shouts his brother’s name, but Mattholomule doesn’t bother. Instead, he wrenches his arm free of the woman’s grasp and sprints to Steve, who catches him in a bone-crushing hug. Matt buries his face in his jacket and sobs, and Steve squeezes him even tighter in a protective embrace.

He feels a tear slip down his brother’s cheek into his hair and looks up. To his surprise, Steve’s eyes are red-rimmed from crying, clearly having been doing so long before Matt arrived.

There’s a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach as he realizes. His parents hadn’t come to get him. Why hadn’t they come to get him?

He tries to tilt his head to see around his brother, but Steve shakes his head and pulls him back against him. “Don’t,” he whispers, cradling Matt’s head against him. “Don’t look, Matty. Don’t look.”

*I’m going off the assumption that some, like Eda with her curse, simply didn’t survive the Day Of Unity due to preexisting health conditions or age, which made them just not strong enough to make it through the draining spell. Also, the Collector caused a lot of chaos, which probably caused some destruction and injuries/fatalities.

[wondrlez]

an AU I’m calling my ‘after the war AU’ where horcruxes don’t exist so Voldemort is powerful and deadly but he’s mortal and so he’s absolutely defeatable, which is exactly what happens. In this AU, Regulus never has a chance to quietly die for the opposite side in honour of his house elf so he’s sentenced to Azkaban for five years when his side loses.

(wobbly) summary

It's been five years since Voldemort was defeated, and five years since Regulus has been sentenced to Azkaban for being on the losing side. It's been five years since Regulus has had to look into Sirius' angry eyes, and five years since he's had to hear how his brother thinks him to be a selfish, cruel, irredeemable Death Eater. Five years since Regulus has felt the sun on his skin, and far, far longer since he's had a life to live.

but also

(very wobbly) excerpt

Regulus blinks. James Potter is looking at him so seriously that Regulus finds it absurd that he can say this all with a straight face, because this? This is hilarious.

Regulus laughs delightedly. “Potter, what in the name of Merlin's saggy tits did you do to make them demote you to become my parole officer?”

[noodles-and-tea]

twins in time continuation of that blue doodle comic thingy, but fidd is forced to take care of stan when Ford gets into the portal stuff, leaving him behind.

I reckon he teaches him math…

[mcducky1356]

Firefight by @remedyturtles is all wrapped up! If you haven’t read it check it out! It is so good!

[loxleyo7]

not a lot of people talk about the guilt dust probably feels working for nightmare . killing everyone in your own timeline for them is one thing , but killing people *outside* of it for your aus personal gain ? that is a different selfish .

i wanted the comic to go in a different direction but got lazy does this count as angst

the watcher is also here i guess ( belongs to @beaboep )

[dclovesdanny]

Dead Serious

4/4

Danny had made peace with the fact he did not have a soulmate. He had! After several years of no response to the countless drawings and writing notes on his skin, he had grown resigned to the fact that he was part of the 5% who did not have soulmates. He was fine with that.

(Dash would tease him about how no one would ever love him, adding salt to an already irritated wound. His parents were soulmates, and he remembered when he was drawing on his father’s arms and watching as it appeared on his mother’s. Jazz had been drawing and writing to her soulmate for years. Her soulmates name was Jason, and she always talked about how he was with her. She was one of the few people who comforted him when he stopped drawing or writing to soulmate. )

Damien taught at an early age that there was no use for soulmates. They were only distractions. He knew grandfather had no soulmate, and his mother had never responded to her own. He never responded to the drawings on his arms notes the notes in English on his (and he didn’t try harder just because he wanted to read his soulmate writing that would be ridiculous.)

Damien never told his family about having a soulmate. Even as he slowly got used to the differences between them and slowly learned how his grandfather was he could never bring himself to respond to the slowly lessening drawings and messages.(He couldn’t bring himself to respond because deep down he knew he didn’t deserve a soulmate. He was a monster, a demon. He didn’t deserve it.)

Danny stopped trying so desperately to contact his soulmate at age 11(the age he held his sister as she cried, her soulmate’s last message scribbled in desperate frantic writing on her arm. He never resented his parents so much when they didn’t even leave the lab for two days, not paying any mind to their sobbing child on the floor above them.)(it was the first time he didn’t envy having a soulmate.)

He was fourteen when he started drawing on his arms again.(it was shaky, much more than the older drawings, but even if he didn’t have a soulmate, he wanted to leave them a mark, just in case, the same way Jazz wrote quotes from different books on her arms.)

(When he found out Vlad didn’t have a soulmate, he refused to acknowledge another similarity they shared. He refused to think about how Vlad’s desperation made Danny think of his own desperate writing for his soulmate. Soulmates were a topic he never spoke of, and Vlad must have known, must have found out about how Danny didn’t have one, but he never commented on it. (It was the only boundary that was never crossed.))

(Damian wasn’t disappointed when his soulmate stopped writing to him. he didn’t trace over his arms, wishing that he had the confidence to write back. He didn’t spend hours wondering if his soulmate was gone without knowing Damian had seen him. He didn’t trace over the drawings his soulmate made with awe after four years of silence.)

Damian always covered up, so he was the only one who noticed when his soulmate started writing to him again. Never sentences never notes like they were before, but shaky drawings appeared on his skin. They were less detailed than before, almost shaky, as if the person drawing them couldn’t hold a pencil, steady, but they were real. Damian never said a word.

It was October 15 when Damien saw something on his arms that made his blood go cold. A message that he read over and over while commandeering the plane and ignoring the rest of his family yelling for him to explain himself. He desperately calibrated the jet while staring at the words, praying to a God he did not believe in that he would not be too late.(Unaware that Todd was following going in the same direction with the similar message written on his arm from a girl that Jason had deemed too good for him.)

Dear soulmate, even if you aren’t there. Everyone in Casper high is writing on their arms and I might as well try to warn someone. I am from Amity Park, Illinois, and we are under attack. The GIW have cut all outside communication. We are currently hiding in Casper high school, barricading the entrances, but it will not last long.

According to the government, we are not legally sentient or human. The agents outside want to dissect us, citing that we are scum. I don’t want to see my classmates die at the hands of my parents. I don’t want to see my friends and my sister die.

I don’t know if you are there, or if I really don’t have a soulmate, but I don’t want to die (fully) without leaving some sort of note.

My name is Danny. I love you. I’m sorry.

[nkogneatho]

This is a PSA for all the writers who exclusively write only fluff and angst:

we love you. we still read your fics. no we don't care if it doesn't have smut in it. it is still valid and it is beautiful. thank you for existing. have a good day.

[chocol4tte]

Man, who would've thought that you guys be interested in an idea that didn't have a plot *glup*

I only had three scenes when thinking of this AU tho, with the idea that Obito became good earlier than in Canon, maybe you are interested?

Also, reminder that this is unbeta-Ed and my first language isn't English, anyway, enjoy you masochists!

Kakashi doesn't want to die, not now that he realized that Obito was alive. If he ever took the sharingan out of his eye socket now, maybe, he could have the opportunity of living a few more years, hopefully another decade, another opportunity to start something with Obito.

When Kakashi gets the time to speak with Obito, asking him.if he wanted his eye back, and yet, when he tried to explain that Obito's eye was killing him in a literal sense, Obito interrupts him. He began calling Kakashi off and how dare he thinks he wishes his eye back, and Kakashi deserves the eye.

Kakashi doesn't elaborate further and accepts it, thinking that Obito trully hasn't forgiven him completely for what he did to Rin. With that in mind, Kakashi continues living as if nothing happened.

It's not until the end of the war, Obito survived by a hair and everyone is rescuing the injured and the corpses for a proper burial. Obito sees Kakashi on the ground unconscious, thinking that the moron he is heads over hills, passed out due to chackra exhaustion as he cannot feel his chakra.

By playfully kicking him awake, expecting to see Kakashi frowning or groaning... there is no movement. He kneels over the man and realizes that he is not breathing, and with no pulse.

He doesn't realize he is screaming Kakashi's name until Naruto and Sakura (Sasuke is following but, ya know) arrive at his side and began checking Kakashi's wounds. It was revealed by Sakura that Kakashi only held superficial wounds and a few broken bones... yet when they examined Kakashi's left eye, it was marked by vains and almost red.

It's is then revealed that Kakashi was dead, poisoned by the eye he was gifted for years and years. Obito is stricken by grief, remembering that Kakashi was offering his eye back... and he refused to accept it, poisoning further.

Obito wanted to do so much things after the war, to have a live and find redemption towards the village he used to love, towards the man who he admired and was admired in return... to have options. He thought that by giving him his eye, they'll be connected in ways that it wouldn't be possible, he was blind by the mere idea of Kakashi rejecting that connection with him, that he made him keep it, and now what? Kakashi was dead.

Obito remained in his own world, holding Kakashi like a lifeline, and ignoring how Naruto and Sakura were crying their hearts out, Might Guy and Yamato arriving at the scene only to observe that their dear friend didn't make it... when it was revealed the true reason of his death, it became more crushing.

It was clear that despite Kakashi being a loner, he was loved by his people, the people Obito tried to kill for a delusion.

A part of him, his most selfish and decrepit part of him, wished to take Kakashi away to Kamui, where time didn't pass, where the two of them could be forever. Other part of him was close to take Orochimaru by the hair and drag him to do Edo tensei to Kakashi... but by the looks of it, Kakashi would dislike any of those options. Kakashi loved Konoha, even its ugly parts, he called that place a home, and he would love to rest there.

Obito didn't notice that he was being guided by Naruto and others to Konoha, they tried taking Kakashi's body from him, yet his arms firmly continued carrying Kakashi until it was time to prepare him for the burial. Obito destroyed the sharingan he once sharddnwoth Kakashi, hating the fact that a part of him that was supposednto protect him, did the opposite.

The burial was held on a sunny day, Obito was arrested not long after the ceremony ended. He didn't care, he no longer could have a future with the person he hold dear, not even when Naruto promised him to lesser his sentence.

In the cell where he was held, he only kept thinking of escenarios where he and Kakashi survived and obito served his sentence, but lived a life with Kakashi.

Or he died and Kakashi came back to Konoha without him, but with his students... or both dying... a world where he wasn't crushed by a Boulder and grew up with Kakashi...

A lot of scenarios, multiple what-ifs, things that only happen in his dreams. He was tired and wanted to rest.

After almost a year inside a cell, Obito was granted temporary liberty, under the supervision of an AMBU squad and Yamato. He didn't care. Nor that the people in the street either run away from him, or was berated by other shinobi.

The first place he went to was Kakashi's grave, because what right did he have to visit Rin's or his sensei's grave, he stayed there for hours under the sun until dusk, where his retainers forced him to go back to an apartment with Tenzo.

It became a routine for the next following days.

It stopped however, as the sunny days went by, that Obito began to think how Kakashi must be under too much sun, he would've loved sunny days like this and being under the shadow of a tree. Yes, that's what he needed, that's the least he could provide to Kakashi.

The next morning, Obito was nowhere to be found. It became a frantic search by most shinobis available. It took just a few minutes to Yamato, close to his sempai's grave, a full grown tree layed in there, the only tree in the middle of the grave site. By using mokuton, Yamato asserted the situation with a grimace and reported to the Hokage that Obito was neutralized by his own ability, as he layed underground the tree that mysteriously grew at the cementary.

[bekkachaos]

Hiiii Bekka 💕💕💕💕

OH MY GOSH I LOVE YOUR ADDICT BUCK FIC SO MUCH!!!!!! IT IS SO GOOD!!!!! I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!!

please tag me in all your snippets for it!! :)

Of course absolutely no pressure ❤️❤️❤️ but I would absolutely LOVE another snippet if you have one!!!!!!!

-❤️🪐

It's actually so special to me and I think I'm going to make it my next priority!! And I will 100% tag you in any and all bits angsty boys!!

Sorry I replied late I wanted to get into my file and get another snippet for you xx

As he drove himself home, he couldn’t stop wondering about Buck. Where had he come from? Why was he down there? Where would he be going now that Eddie was gone? They were strange thoughts to be having about someone you’d just met, even more so under the odd conditions. The questions plagued him even as he walked through the doors of his unbearably empty home, tossing the keys in the dish by the door with a sound that echoed off the lonely walls. A heavy breath made its way out from his lungs, far too loud in the silence. Eddie had become somewhat of an insomniac since his parents had taken Christopher back to Texas with them. It was ironic really; all he had wanted for so long was to be able to catch up on lost sleep, and now that he had nothing to do with his solitary nights, it was the one thing he couldn’t do. Every time he stepped back into his house (it didn’t feel like a home anymore) he felt the air around him compress, sucking his breath from his body and making his chest ache. It felt like crashing into icy water and being dragged down by his ankles, pressure building as he descended deeper. His lungs and throat forgetting how to breathe, tightening until he was choking with it. The first time he had felt it he had collapsed to the floor, the sounds of his gasping for air coming out in sobs that made every inch of him ache and the sting in his eyes and throat burn worse than any fire or smoke ever had. He had wanted to claw at his eyes and skin and hair until there was nothing left of himself, to tear away layers until he found the source of the agony that consumed him.

[factual-fantasy]

As soon as I got done drawing the refences for my Slime Rancher submas AU, I turned right around and got to work on Ingo's disappearance arc XDD

I'm thinking how the story goes is Ingo, Emmet and Elesa came to the far far range out of their love and interest in the slimes that live there. They truly had a passion for this planet and wanted to explore and learn everything about it.

Now Elesa was super invested in the gadgets and life on the ranch, while Ingo and Emmet were big on the exploration side of things..

One day while the brothers were out exploring they discovered a new area covered in curvy pink trees..

For a while they explored together, but at some point they split up. Looking back Emmet doesn't even remember why they separated.. he wishes he never left Ingo's side..

About an hour passed when Emmet started look for Ingo. When he couldn't find him right away he tracked him on his Rotom. Following the signal he found a hole in the ground leading to an enormous cave..

At the bottom of the cave laid Ingo's abandoned Rotom, and a trail of blood leading to an old broken teleporter.. Ingo was nowhere to be found..

...

I would love to draw more for this AU right away! Though it might be wise to take it easy somewhat. This was a lot more drawing and backgrounds than I'm use to.. 😅😅 Either way don't worry! An Ingo and Emmet reunion hug is on its way! XDD

[plumadot]

and all i want is to trust you

[katescribblesabit]

In your Fairy!Timmy Au what happened to his bio parents and his old friends? Was magic used to make them forget or did Timmy just go missing and no one ever found him?

yes, Timmy did go missing. Magic wasn't really needed since humans go missing all the time, and it wouldn't have been as suspicious. it took a bit for his parents to notice they hadn't seen their teenage son for a while, before they reported him missing. (the police definitely chewed them out for it.)

nobody had any clue on where he had gone, and Timmy did leave his passport and other important documents behind, so he couldn't have gone out of the country. his friends hadn't heard from him either, so the police had no leads on where he could have went. its like he vanished into thin air ;)

the police came to conclusion that Timmy had either, enough of his home life and ran away or, a bit more gruesome, got picked up and murdered. after no new leads he eventually became a cold case.