I dont want teen Darlin' angst,
BUT THE PARASITES IN ME WANT TEEN DARLIN' ANGST.
THEY CRAVE.
THEY YEARN.
THE BEGGING IS NEVER ENDING.
(please give me good fic suggestions if you have any 😭🙏)

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I dont want teen Darlin' angst,
BUT THE PARASITES IN ME WANT TEEN DARLIN' ANGST.
THEY CRAVE.
THEY YEARN.
THE BEGGING IS NEVER ENDING.
(please give me good fic suggestions if you have any 😭🙏)
baabe who has depressive episodes so bad they just dont get out of bed. dont eat, dont drink, dont take care of themselves. asher comes home to a silent house. it's dark, the doors are shut and the only sound is the fridge humming. he knows the drill by now.
but the first time? no. he didn't, he freaked out. it had happened with David when Gabe first died, but even then he wasn't entirely sure how to handle it.
Asher, more quiet than he ever had been in his life walking into their bedroom to Baabe curled up on their side of the bed, the same as they had been this morning. Phone untouched, clothes the same and blankets unmoved.
Asher, who simply curls up next to them, shifted. This big wolf next to an adult who seemed so small, so lost in their own head.
Asher who just lays there. For hours, until they stir. Baabe had been awake, breathing and blinking, but hadn't moved an inch. This big sigh coming from them as they turn around and burry their face into Ashers coat, and they cry.
They just cry. And Asher just lays there, licking at their face occasionally.
When the tears have stopped and Baabe goes back to just laying there, staring up at Asher with these big eyes, he shifts back. He hugs them, tight. So tight, he should have asked, but Baabe needed a hug more than ever and he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off of his baby, his sweet baby.
They don't talk about it, not until Baabe is ready. Asher helps them shower and eat, and gets them tucked back into bed with the same t-shirt on, because he knows how comforting it is for them.
He watches them sleep for a bit before drifting off themselves. He's not sure whats going on, he's not sure why his baby, his babe, his mate and the love of his life is so broken. But he knows that they'll tell him when they're ready. And he knows that they'll get through it, with him by their side as long as they wish.
i promised someone baabe angst like forever ago and this just came to me soo
“Aw, come on,” Milo joked as Sweetheart stepped away from him. “How can someone make such a face when my handsome mug is right in front of—“
“You almost died.” Their tone was flat and their hands were clenched.
He caught that note of hoarseness in their voice and froze, the sardonic smile on his face fading.
“You almost fucking died. I almost lost you.” Sweetheart turned away and sniffled. Their voice broke. “I’m sorry.”
“Ah- Sweetheart-“
“I’m sorry. I’m not in the mood for your jokes right now.”
the fact that vampire transformation is something that can happen while your conscious is very disturbing.
in most media it’s a process, a short one at times but a process none the less. and you are unconscious for it. but in the redacted universe people are awake for it. it makes them pass out sometimes but not always.
i just keep thinking about vincent when he got turned. him having to lay there, still awake, while his body slowly pieced itself back together. his senses were all wrong, everything was all wrong, from one moment to the next he went from human too… something else. a vampire.
a creature that up until a few minutes ago, he was sure was nothing more than fiction. and now he was one? imagine how confusing that must’ve been, how disorienting, how unreal. i wonder how many days he passed in those first few weeks half convinced he was in some sort of nightmare. not yet accepting that he would never wake up from this.
Elliott likes to put his arm around Sunshine’s shoulders, rubbing his thumb over their skin. He does it when they’re just hanging out on the couch; he does it when he’s feeling protective; he does it when he needs to ground them after a long day at work; he does it when he needs to ground himself when having a panic attack.
When Sunshine was being kept by Blake, they held themselves a lot, trying to keep it together. Something that helped was to reach around and put a hand on their shoulder, rubbing their thumb over and over, like Elliott always did. It made them feel like he was still there, still giving them that little bit of comfort they needed to make it through the next minute. It made them hope that maybe, when this was over, Blake would keep his word.
Elliott wouldn't have those awful fake memories of a failing relationship that never was broken. Arguments and insults that didn't exist. Bitter feelings that were supposed to be sweet. Love lost when it was always had. They had to hold on, and hold onto the hope that his memories would be given back, and he'd wrap his arm around them again.
Even after everything worked out as well as it could have, with them alive and Elliott's memories of them never gone, even after Brachium removed all recollections of the trauma they both endured, and even after years had passed... It's a new nervous habit.
Even when Elliott was right there, holding them. Sometimes they just needed to feel him there. And sometimes they needed to feel like he was.
fuck was wrong w me
Angel, who feels safe in David’s arms
Angel, who thrives on physical touch
Angel, who knows they have a family that loves them
Angel, who loves energy drinks
Angel, who always feels their anxiety in the back of their mind
Angel, who’s heart dropped when Milo told them David trapped himself in the ward
Angel, who stood there staring at their mate’s leather jacket, the one his best friend had given him, the one that looked like his father’s and wondered if they will ever see him wear it again.
Angel, who didn’t know what shades were. Who felt completely in the dark.
Angel, who cried for hours until they felt hollow.
Angel, who hated themselves for being Unempowered. Useless.
Angel, who couldn’t do anything to help. Just stare at the ward and pray to every fucking god there was that their mate was alive. He had to be.
Angel, who watched the ward fall down and finally saw the horrific aftermath. Anxiety surging through them as they find Asher’s mate. And silently sharing their distress and agreeing to find their mates.
Angel, who watched bodies being carried out and couldn’t help the tears running down their face
Angel, who went underground with babe, both panic and fear stricken as they stood at the entrance.
Angel, who sees their mate. Bloody and bruses and dirty and weak but their mate non the Less.
Angel, who burst into sobs as they run to him
Angel, who throws themselves into him and holds him tight as his own sobs wrack his body.
Angel, who tells David they loves him immediately because seconds ago they didn’t know if they would ever be able to again. 
Angel, who after a few minutes of crying in eachothers arms cups his face and asks if he’s hurt. They already know he is from the dried blood from his forehead.
Angel, who stays close to him the whole night. Keeping a hand on him as he’s being healed to remind themselves he’s alive.
Angel, who stays awake with David the whole night. Sitting with him in silence. Holding his hand.
Angel, who doesn’t know what they would do if David hadn’t made it.
Babes family life trauma timeline ( it's fuck up )
PLEASE READ TRIGGER WARNING BEFORE READING!!!!!
PLEASE READ THEM!!!!!!
Tw - Homophobia, Abuse, abusive parents, Suicide, Running away from abusive family, Strict and controlling Parents, psych ward, Falsely being placed in the psych ward, and more maybe
I DO NOT CONDONE ANYTHING WRITTEN BELOW. IF YOU OR ANYONE YOU KNOW IS DEALING WITH ANY OF THIS PLEASE GET HELP IMMEDIATELY
Baabe has had a rough childhood so here is a timeline of all their trauma. Reminder Babes name is Taylor and babes sister is 7 years older then them.
AGE 5 - Babe was locked in a closet for hours for being to loud.
AGE 7 - Babe's sister came out to their parents as a lesbian their father was furious about this and started to beat their sister when Taylor tried to stop him their father dragged them over to their mother who was ironing a shirt and their mother then put the hot iron on to the back of shoulder giving them 3rd degree burns and left a permanent scar.
AGE 13 - Their sister escaped after she was beaten by their father when their parents discovered she had a girlfriend. Babe has not talked to their sister sense that day.
AGE 14 - Babe was fed up with their abusive household and tried to escape but was caught by their parents. Their father picked them up by the throat and threw them in to one of their mothers glass cases that had all of her china which fell on top of them almost killing them also leaving permanent scars on their back.
AGE 15 - Babe was beat in the shower by their mother and she never told them why.
AGE 16 - Babe was beat brutally by their father after being late. They tried to explain that they ran out of gas but their father was not having it and for the first time in years they cried but it only made the problem worse.
AGE 17 - Babe had lost track of time and was 30 min late coming home. They knew the punishment going home would be brutal. While on the way home they crossed over a bridge and pulled off and walk over to the edge and was considering jumping off because it was better then going home but a passerby saw them and call the cops. When the cop arrived Babe went with them willing. After being sent home their parents where furious and tag teamed cutting Babes wrist before calling the cops claiming Babe had hurt themself and Babe got sent to the psych ward for three months.
AGE 20 - Babe attempted to end their life but had failed and got sent back to the psych ward for 6 months
They met Asher when they where 26 and then escaped with asher when they where 29. Leaving everything behind besides a bag of clothes. When they escaped they threw their phones sd card into the nearby river so they would not be tracked down by their parents. That same year they where diagnosed with c-ptsd.
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