Staff Recs - Why Don’t You Just Stab Me in the Heart? Angst
We’ve read some fantastic angst lately so decided to feature it in staff recs. Not all of these end unhappily, but some do. We classify these as medium to heavy angst. Please heed the trigger warnings! - AFTG Fic Rec Fam
Scribbles and Sticky Notes by Fortheloveofexy [Rated T, 11750 Words, Complete, 2022]
It started soon after Andrew’s official retirement from Exy.
tw: major character death, tw: major character injury, tw: car accident
Nor are we forgiven by AyeAyeAye [Rated M, 16866 Words, Complete, 2022]
“Dissociative amnesia,” Andrew said, and Aaron tried his best to listen.
“She’s really dead,” he said.
“Yes.”
“You killed her.”
Andrew said nothing, just twirled his knife between his fingers and stared Aaron down.
***
Aaron is the host of a DID system. Andrew is one of his alters.
Pre-canon and works through canon also.
tw: child abuse, tw: drug use, tw: did, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced self harm, tw: violence, tw: vomit, tw: withdrawal
Can Nobody Hear Me (I cannot breathe) by temporaryeverything [Rated M, 23803 Words, Incomplete, Updated Aug 2022]
Andrew looks at himself in the mirror. He has electric clippers in one hand and his phone in the other, and debates which one he should turn to first. He flicks his thumb over the button of the clippers and it starts vibrating viciously in his hand. Another flick and it turns off just as quickly.
He unlocks his phone without looking and presses speed dial. He puts it on speaker and while it rings he flicks the button; on, off, on, off. On.
He starts at the front and just as the first strands of thick blond hair fall to the sink the dial tone stops and labored breathing can be heard in its place.
“Andrew?”
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Where Andrew goes to see a doctor and doesn't tell anyone about it
tw: major character illness, tw: panic attacks, tw: implied/referenced csa, tw: explicit sexual content
Inked Petals by jaydreamz [Rated M, 11265 Words, Incomplete, Updated Aug 2022]
Andrew spent 3 years in a shithole small town in Florida trying to get through the loss of the only person who made him feel something.
Then Aaron convinces him to move to New York to start living his life again.
It all goes well until Andrew makes a tinder account and matches with his dead boyfriend.
tw: assumed major character death, tw: alcohol abuse, tw: implied/referenced drug use, tw: car accident, tw: panic attacks
Train Wreck by jaydreamz [Rated M, 8837 Words, Incomplete, Updated July 2022]
Neil never made it out of Baltimore.
Six years later, Andrew has his life together, more or less, but he's far from okay. When Bee convinces him to change the scenery and go on a trip around Europe, he knows this isn't going to fix anything.
Except, he's sitting on a train in Switzerland across a ghost who's staring at him with a familiar crystal blue gaze and no spark of recognition in his eyes.
tw: assumed major character death, tw: violence, tw: explicit sexual content, tw: implied/referenced self harm
lamb to the slaughter by skullcaid [Rated M, 405804 Words, Incomplete, Updated Aug 2022]
After being saved from a vicious and merciless kidnapper that had him for eight long traumatising weeks, Asher Foster is trying his best at normalcy; which means he continues to work at a local convenience store and continues to do his schoolwork.
However, his attempt at prevalence is postponed when he learns he has not one, but two older twin brothers, and now Asher's not only dealing with the aftereffects and the outcome of his own grisly dark past, but also with the task of meeting and understanding Andrew and Aaron Minyard and their own family, the Palmetto State Foxes.
But Asher's life is far from a fairy tale, and not all demons are content with staying buried.
or, there's another secret Minyard brother.
tw: kidnapping, tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced torture, tw: panic attacks, tw: implied/referenced self harm, tw: murder, tw: violence, tw: vomit, tw: referenced forced feeding, tw: eating disorders, tw: paranoia
NB: extras from fic author @skullcaidd: ‘lamb to the slaughter’ book cover mockup (tw: blood, tw: injured animal) here, playlist here, and fandom fun post here. Fanart by @artattacker here and here, by @bevmvrsh here, and by @asher_katsumi on twitter here
just one thing series by Lyndis [Rated M/T, Collection, Updated July 2022]
Part 1: Just one thing [M, 3021 Words, Complete]
Neil is married off to Andrew Minyard. He tries to be a good husband. When he searches something in their shared bedroom he finds something unexpected, something very much not good.
Andrew likes Neil but he also knows his father and he knows what that man is capable of. He doesn't think for one minute that Neil is unharmed, even though his experience is strikingly beautiful. But while he is fully prepared to take care of his new husband, he had no clue what he was signing up for.
--
“These are for self-defense.”
“Of course they are.” Neil was quick to respond, looking up for the first time and giving his husband an empty, lifeless smile. He couldn’t do better at the moment.
tw: implied/referenced abuse, tw: negative body image, tw: panic attacks
Part 2: The Butcher's Son [T, 3670 Words, Incomplete, Updated July 2022]
Neil kills their Chef. Andrew tries to find out what happened.
tw: blood/gore, tw: murder, tw: minor character death, tw: disordered eating, tw: implied/referenced forced starvation, tw: panic attacks
it would have been you by theresnothis [Rated T, 2142 Words, Complete, 2022]
Jeremy should have known. He should have fucking known. All the signs were there. How could he have been so blind?
tw: major character death, tw: suicide, tw: implied/referenced rape
What died didn't stay dead. by freshtaylorswiftduck [Rated T, 11065 Words, Complete, 2022]
Neil Josten is dead. Neil Josten was never even a real person.
Thank you. You were amazing.
And now Andrew Minyard was left with a pair of keys and nothing else.
tw: assumed major character death, tw: implied/referenced torture, tw: implied/referenced abuse, tw: panic attacks, tw: depression
The Songs Around Us by doodlingstuff [Rated M, 80076 Words, Complete, 2022]
The mission was simple: Nathaniel would join Astral Foxes as Neil Josten and make them part of Moriyama Music.
In reality, Neil became real, found a home, and fell in love despite his lies.
When the Moriyamas send the Butcher to remind Neil of his mission and Andrew's life ends on the line, Neil will have to decide how to escape his fate and bring Andrew back.
Sometimes, music is the only answer, and others, as Neil will realize, truth is the only weapon you have to save the ones you love the most.
tw: car accident, tw: major character injury, tw: torture, tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: panic attacks
Skin Comes Apart (Angel in Lothian) by JuiceGremlin [Rated E, 60088 Words, Incomplete, Updated June 2022]
Andrew has signed with a team halfway across the country. Neil is determined to make it work, to break the distance down into something manageable.
They are going to survive this.
That is, if Ichirou doesn't have other plans.
tw: graphic depictions of violence, tw: blood/gore, tw: murder, tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced self harm, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: panic attacks, tw: explicit sexual content, tw: implied/referenced nonconsensual drug use
Either Love is a Shrine or Else a Scar by Texfoxyard (twda1003) [Rated E, 2762 Words, Complete, 2022]
14 years.
He is 14 years old.
168 months. 5110 days. 122640 hours. 7358400 minutes.
That is how long he has been alive. Though alive would imply he has a spirit, a vigor for living, not his 14 years of barely surviving on scraps of food, scraps of affection, and scraps of love.
By all accounts, alive does not mean laying in a pool of his blood hours before he legally becomes a part of a family, finally belonging.
or, the one where pig Higgins doesn't come across Aaron, which means Andrew stays with the Spears'.
tw: major character death, tw: suicide, tw: rape, tw: csa, tw: self harm, tw: blood, tw: graphic depictions of violence
Run to You by Major_816 [Not Rated, 38078 Words, Complete, 2022]
Part 2 of The Books of Baltimore series, part 1 (also angsty) recced here
When Nathaniel wakes up after Baltimore he bides his time, and as soon as he’s left alone in his hospital room he does what he does best.
~
He wanted to stay this time. He’d even been dumb enough to think there was a minor chance he could pull it off. He knows better now, back in the seat of a hotwired car and heading North on instincts learned under the threat of death. Nathaniel fights until he runs, and he runs every fucking time.
Sometimes, Nathaniel wonders if that’s all he’ll ever be good at.
~
AKA - the one where Neil runs.
tw: implied/referenced torture, tw: violence, tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: suicidal thoughts, tw: major character injury, tw: blood, tw: drugs
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For time loop and travel weekend, I'd like to rec two of my favorites:
Right Where You Belong by WabiSabiPapi, a thoughtful and extremely well plotted Time Traveler's Wife AU with a tender love story and great humor
and
Echo by CaptainHoney. Thrilling, engrossing and sometimes brutal, this is a wild ride of a fic, as Eddie is trapped in a time loop on his last day on earth. The rare story where jumps in character perspective totally work as we jump from loop to loop.
Right Where You Belong by WabiSabiPapi
@arimakes
Rating: Explicit
32,826 words, 4/4 chapters
Archive Warning: No Warnings
Tags: Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Car Accident, Family Member Death, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Drug Use, A small helping of selfcest, Time Travel, Inspired by The Time Traveler's Wife, Happy Ending, Gay Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Librarian Eddie Munson, First Meetings, like there's a couple first meetings, Getting Together, Alternate Universe - The Time Traveler's Wife Fusion, Self-Worth Issues, HAPPY ENDING I REPEAT HAPPY ENDING
Summary:
“...Eddie?” the guy chokes out.
Huh. Interesting. He maintains a strict no name policy out in the wild. Sharing it is bad practice with the crime and trying to cover his tracks and all.
“Uh, that’s me,” he offers an uncertain smile and a slow nod. “Anything I can help you find?”
“You look so young. Your hair. I—” The guy shakes his head. Seemingly astonished. “I can’t believe you’re really here.”
Eddie and Steve find one another at different stages of their lives. At very different points in time. A story about discovering and rediscovering, falling in love, and healing childhood wounds.
echo by CaptainHoney
@grandmastattoo
Rating: Explicit
30,342 words, 1/1 chapters
Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of ViolenceMajor Character Death
Tags: Time Loop, Heavy Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, character study through a funhouse mirror, content warnings for pretty much everything, Violence, Blood, Suicide, Murder, Murder-Suicide, Drug Use, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, non-graphic drug overdose, implied eating disorder, Henry Creel | One | Vecna is His Own Warning, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, time loops should count as their own warning, eddie is trapped in a time loop, Multiple Perspectives, Non-Linear Narrative, he may be trapped in a timeloop but he's still horny, hitting the ground running with this one, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, a really rank blowjob, Gore, overuse of the word 'viscera', the return of steve's strawberry scented lube, death death so much death, Bisexual Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, apologies in advance
Summary:
Loop 6 - Steve
Eddie bleeds out in his arms.
Loop 27 - Steve
Eddie bleeds out in his arms.
Loop 304 - Steve
Eddie bleeds out in his arms.
Loop 368 - Steve
Eddie bleeds out in his arms.
Thanks for the recs!
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Round 2: Seventeenth story for @badthingshappenbingo ~
Title: A Piece Of Art
Fandom: Star Trek (AOS)
Character(s): Robert "Robbie" Scott, Khan Noonien Singh
Relationship(s): Robert "Robbie" Scott & Montgomery "Scotty" Scott (mentioned)
Rating: M
Words: 1,317
Prompt: Human Shield (used in a kinda abstract way?)
Warnings: Graphic Depiction Of Violence, Blood and Injury, Major Character Death, Disgusting Themes, Swearing, Kidnapping, Skinning, Psychopathology, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting
A/N: Based on my June of Doom story "You're doing great"
(You can also find this story on AO3)
~ A Piece Of Art ~
Robert "Robbie" Scott helplessly tried to pull at the restraints that were holding him down. He gritted his teeth in anger, twisting and turning his head as best he could, but found that it was of no use. He was tied to some sort of massage table, lying prone.
A muffled scream was all he was able to produce with a cloth gagging his mouth. Whoever had brought him to this place had definitely planned it.
He chuckled humorlessly. He knew exactly who had brought him to this place. It was the bastard who had kidnapped his brother. The reason why Robbie had come to the States in first place.
When the message about Montgomery Scott being missing had reached his family in Scotland, Robbie had known right away that he needed to get there. He needed to find out what had happened to his big brother.
So he had traveled overseas and within two weeks had gotten closer to an answer than the police ever had in a month.
The brilliant Scotsman had managed to follow every step his brother had taken before he had disappeared. He even had gotten access to some cameras the police had claimed to have been broken during the night of the kidnapping. It had been very hard to restore the 'deleted' footage, but Robert Scott was a damn good hacker.
And there he had seen him. The man his brother had run into on his way back home after work. The man his brother had chatted with for a moment before collapsing into his arms. The man who had 'helped' his brother into a nearby car, only to drive away moments later.
Robbie had thought about showing the footage to the local police, however, since he hadn't gotten the information the legal way, he had chosen to gather more proof first instead.
The Scotsman had thought about all the ways he knew to find someone.
The kidnapper had used a foil so that his license plate was unreadable for cameras.
He had also been smart enough to keep his face away from the cameras.
Robbie's only hope had been to trace the device the man had used to delete the security footage, but that hadn't worked either.
So instead, the Scotsman had focused on his brother's routine. He had visited all the places Monty used to go to.
His favorite café, the shipyard he worked at, the library he often visited, the pool.
And there Robbie had finally found him. The man he had seen in the video. The height, the dark hair, the car — there was no doubt.
Khan Singh, British physiotherapist.
He was the man who had kidnapped Montgomery Scott. And he was the same man who had taken Robbie now.
Tears of despair escaped the Scotsman's eyes as he once again failed to pull at his restraints. If only he had informed the police. If only he had been smarter. If only —
"Mr. Robert Scott."
The deep voice that suddenly echoed through the cold basement sent a shiver down Robbie's spine and he froze.
"My, my... what a pleasant surprise. I didn't think that I'd find another Scott."
The voice moved closer and closer and when Robbie managed to turn his head to the side, he met the handsome face of the bastard who had taken his brother.
"You are related to Montgomery Scott, aren't you? Judging by the appearance I'd say... his little brother?"
Robbie just glared at his counterpart, putting all the hate he felt into it. That man had no right to talk about his brother!
"Ah, I see. So I'm right about it. Now, what are you doing here? So far away from bonnie Scotland..."
Singh was mocking him! It was clear to tell! Robbie muttered some swear words into his gag and clenched his hands to fists.
"I suppose you wanted to search for your brother, huh? Well, I'm happy to be able to tell you, that you found him."
A frown crossed Robbie's face as he watched Singh get up from where he was kneeling next to the massage table and move out of his sight.
His heart started to race and various thoughts rushed through his mind, however, Robbie wasn't prepared for what happened next.
His kidnapper placed something right beneath the table's face hole and when Robbie looked through it, his stomach started to twist and turn.
A weak sob escaped his mouth and his eyes widened in disbelief.
There, right in front of his eyes, was a framed painting. Abstract lines in a dark red seemed to form what had to be a ship. At first, it looked like normal paint, but at a closer look, Robbie could tell the lines for the cuts they were. Cuts that had been carved into skin.
He wanted to throw up, but held it back, knowing that otherwise he might choke on it. Endless tears streamed down his cheeks, dropping onto the glass beneath him.
"Oh please. Don't cry. Your brother was the perfect canvas. This is one of my best pieces."
Singh's happy voice next to his ear disgusted Robbie even more and he moved his head away from the 'painting' to look at his brother's kidnapper... no... killer. The therapist was smiling at him.
That bastard had killed him! He had killed Monty!
Robbie screamed and sobbed into his gag, shaking his head vigorously.
"Now, let's see what we can do with your skin, huh? Right now I don't have space for a new piece of art since buyers are rare at the moment, but I'm sure we'll find something to create."
Slowly, Singh straightened his back and it didn't take long until Robbie felt his shirt being cut open, followed by cool fingers running up and down his bare back. The Scotsman winced at the touch, weeping quietly.
"Not as clean and perfect as your brother's, but it's something I guess."
For a long moment, Singh seemed to muse about what he should do and when he eventually made a determined and satisfied sound, Robbie squeezed his eyes shut in fear.
"Oh! Yes, that's good. You see, I have this wonderful friend. Her name is Kati."
The strong hands slapped the Scotsman's shoulder.
"She loves fantasy and medieval live action role-playing. Even though I see her more as a fairy, she prefers warrior characters. I'm sure she'd be happy about a new leather shield with handmade carvings for her birthday."
Robbie's breathing fastened and he shook his head in panic. His heart started to race as he yelled into his gag over and over again.
"I'm sure I can arrange something with that skin of yours."
A shield! That monster wanted to make a shield out of his skin!
No! Please! No! No!
Singh didn't seem to care. Instead Robbie heard him sit down on a wheel stool and roll over to the other side of the room.
"You should have stayed in Scotland, Mr. Scott. Well... at least you get to spend your last hours with your brother."
Robbie couldn't help but wince when loud classical music started to fill the room.
His eyes stayed focused on the painting as he felt the knife cut through his skin. With every line, his end was getting closer and closer and it hurt like hell, but when Singh eventually started to skin his whole back, Robbie didn't even make a sound.
He just stared at the ship. The ship that strangely enough represented his brother oh-so-well. The ship... Monty...
He only hoped that death had taken his brother quickly. For Monty hadn't deserved to leave the world in such a painful way. No one did.
And once again Robbie regretted that he hadn't told the police about his findings. For now it was too late. He'd end up as a piece of art. And no one could save him.
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