#aidlo

[derangedwriterwrites]

The concept of the sbg kids being one big queerplatonic relationship (besides the related ones)

Aidlyn, Taylyn, Tayden, Benlor, Ashler, Tyden, Benlyn, Aidlo, Loglyn, Taygan, Tylenol, Tyben, and Loben 🥹

[hozaloza]

It's not Valentine's day for me anymore, but idc

take these ship doodles I spent all day on...

HAPPY (late) VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE!! PLEASE ENJOY THESE INCONSISTENT DOODLES I MADE FOR THE HOLIDAY <333

(most were suggested, but a good majority I enjoy the ship itself)

[sbg-incorrect-quotes]

i love that you regularly post aidlo probably just for me

To be a touch parasocial, I do think of you a little when I post aidlo stuff

For certain ships, I have certain "regulars" that I think of

I might also be a multishipper, but like AidLo and TayLyn have special places in my heart, so I feed my own addiction

[tragedry]

aidlo >:]

they play games together, would have very opposing strategies when it comes to playing co-opt games, and i think aiden would get a kick at riling logan.

their dates can range from going to aesthetic cafes to rock climbing (depending on who's turn it is to decide on where to go)

when it comes to any social event, it's logan who does most of the talking for the both of them (cause aiden has no filter whatsoever and doesn't care about offending anyone)

for the longest time, aiden's been secretly learning flower language so he can properly ask logan out on a date, he still messes up with the flower meanings, but logan appreciates the time and effort he took to get the bouquet to look the way he wanted it to, and logan's kept it in his room ever since.

⭐ Non-canon ship/crackship ask game!

[aidlo-is-peak]

I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEMI LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM

[azulas-1-fan]

aidlyn april who? all i know is aidlo

[hozaloza]

"A Lover's Gaming Lesson"

I vibe with Aidlo (or as I like to call them, DyingStar) so hard rn, they're cutie pies LOL

This was just a quick draw for a moot of mine lalalala, hope you enjoy it!! now its time for Flushed Away x my ocs 😛

[azulas-1-fan]

I didn't know if Logan's legs would work normally.

But thankfully, I didn't have to worry. He had called me when we woke up, choking on his tears and stammering. I admit, I wasn't much better.

For the rest of that night, his screams haunted me. I was guilty, horribly guilty, I had ignored him. Ignored his begging, I thought he was okay. Now I didn't know if he would be able to fight alongside me anymore.

We had planned to go to the arcade after the fight, we thought everything would be okay. That Ashlyn would he able to find the keys, that Ben would watch her back, that Taylor would stay at the car, that Logan wouldn't almost die.

We couldn't go back on the arcade, we had both already told our parents. And they couldn't know what's going on every night.. No, they couldn't know.

I'm scared

-

And I had every right to be.

Seeing Logan limo towards me, his face twisted in barely hidden pain, his eyes full of relief at the sight of me. I almost broke down.

But I didn't, because they couldn't know.

"Aiden!" Logan calls, he's grinning now. How could he smile? How could he look so happy knowing I failed him?

"Logan." I say back. Logan looks concerned, expecting me to shout back, to match his energy. I can't find myself to.

Logan wraps himself around me, his head on my shoulder, bending his legs awkwardly. He's barely shorter than me after all. He rests all his weight on me, his legs bending. I want to throw up.

"Are you okay?" I whisper, I had already asked him this morning, he didn't respond.

"No." He whispers back, I blink to empty my eyes.

"I'll make it okay." I promise.

Why did I do that? I can't give him functioning legs again.

"No you can't." He accuses, grasping my arms and leaning away, his weight still on me.

"No I can't." I admit, I sound pathetic. Why am I pathetic? I need to be strong for him.

Logan widens his eyes at my admission. He didn't expect that, I guess.

Logan begins to stumble to the arcade. I follow, that's all I can do right now, thinking of how similar his sadden eyes looked to when he was terrified and freshly broken.

The arcade is loud, deafeningly so. That's whats to be expected on a Saturday in a small town.

I cover my ears, I was never good with loud sounds. I look to my left, Logan looks around in wonder.

"Did I already say that I've never been to an arcade?" He says slowly. I smile at him and nod my head.

He laughs, it may be the most beautiful thing that I've ever heard.

I wonder my eyes over everything, it's bright, and amazing. I adore arcades.

"Where are we going first? I'm not sure whats best." Logan breathes out, he's looking at me with shining eyes. At least they aren't shining with tears.

I grab his arm quickly. "DD-" I cut myself off, he can barely walk, why would he dance?

"Aiden?" Logan asks.

"Basketball!" I almost shout, desperate to cover up my mistake, he's already fragile, I don't want to ruin him.

Logan nods quickly, "Basketball!" He shouts. He's grinning. I can only pray he stays that way.

I drag him off, letting him rest his weight on me. The basketball machine is empty, I almost want to cry from relief.

Logan doesn't share my sentiment, he frowns, but quickly recovers and rushes towards the game.

I smile at him, watching his legs shake.

-

"I am exhausted!" I complain, slumped over Logan as he practically inhales his slushy. How does someone drink something so fast?

"I'm not, maybe sleep better?" Logan says, the words are snarky, but Logan sounds concerned.

"Hard to sleep when all I see is you." I mumble, hoping Logan doesn't hear me.

I'm not that lucky.

"Aiden.." Logan sighs, he looks sad. I'm the reason he looks sad, God I'm an idiot.

"I'm sorry Lo, I don't know why I brought that up. It was stu-"

"You did your best."

What.

"You couldn't have changed anything." Logan looks at me, his slushy abandoned to his side.

"No, I could've. I ignored you and maybe if I pulled the phantom off, then you'd be fine." I rush out.

"No," Logan starts, "I researched. By the time that you killed that phantom, I had already been hurt. Nothing could have changed what happened."

My vision blurs.

"Thank you, you couldn't stop it. But you still helped me. I wouldn't be okay if I was alone, you were there, and that saved me, I think." Logan sighs, his small, calloused hand on my face.

I lean into him, I'm crying. I'm crying a lot.

"Why aren't you crying?" I whisper.

Logan shrugs, "Don't know, maybe I haven't really realized what happened, or maybe I'm taking it in differently than you are."

I wrap my hand around Logan, my face buried in his sweater. It's soft and bumpy, hand made maybe? I bet it was his grandma.

Logan sighs and leans into me, "It's okay to be scared. I'm scared too."

But I can't be scared; I refuse to be. I'll be strong and fearless, for him.

-

RHAOBEOWVWOAJAI heheheheheheh

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