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ANGST MEME

Sometimes we all want to play some angst and see just how far our characters can and will fall.

- Post your characters, name and series in the subject along with any preferences.
- Go to random.org and roll.
- Play!

1. just depressed.
Things are tough, you're feeling worn out, or whatever the case, you're depressed. You need help or someone else thinks you do anyway.

2. abandoned.
You were left behind by everyone you hold dear and now you're forced to see how well they've adjusted, how happy they all are while you're screaming inside.

3. sick.
Cold, flu, or something even worse, all you can do is lay back and let someone take care of you.

4. fight.
You've been fighting nonstop with the other person and it just keep escalating.

5. break up.
You're being broken up with and they won't reconsider... Damn.

6. separated.
For some reason, you've been separated from the other person for a long time.

7. kidnapped.
You've been held captive for how long now? Maybe they've been torturing you even, using your blood to write ransom notes, threatening to cut off fingers to send next, etc. Rescue is on the way though, right?

8. beaten up.
Just because someone didn't like you or maybe they wanted something you had, whatever the case is, you're coming home sporting some nasty wounds and bruises.

9. jealousy.
You just have this undeniable jealousy suddenly and you need to let it out.

10. cheated on.
This goes beyond just suspicion and you have full on proof of what your lover has done. How do you handle it?

11. apathetic.
You're not sad, you're not happy, you just... don't feel much anymore. The sparkle of life has gone right out of you and you're just going through the motions now.

12. addicted.
Drugs, alcohol, whatever your drug of choice is, you can't fight the draw and you can't draw yourself out of the hole, but the other person is going to try.

13. bad romance.
You know this isn't good for either of you, but you can't stop now.

14. fear.
Nightmares, the feeling someone is following you, etc. You can't shake the feeling.

15. insanity.
You're seeing things and hearing them, waking up only to realize you've done things you don't remember or you're in a place you weren't before. You're losing it and you don't know what to do.

16. guilt.
It's eating you up inside and you have to tell someone about it now. You want to be punished and you won't take no for an answer.

17. loss
You've lost something dear to you.

18. wild card.
Combine some options or make your own!

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Lindsey never had problems sleeping in a stranger's bed but he was a light sleeper. With how uneasy he was about this whole situation, that made him even more aware of his surroundings than before.

Still, he was not awaken until Eliot had started kicking the bed and drowsily, he opened a bleary eye to look down at his twitching brother. "What is it?" he murmured, slowly waking up more.

Eliot gasped in his sleep as if someone hit him, not responding at all to Lindsey. Unfortunately this was what happened every time he slipped beyond the light sleep he'd been in when his brother came home. "Please, I can't. I can't! Not him."

Annoyed by the shouts and cry of the other man, Lindsey sat up and peered down at the boy twisting in his sleep. "Shut up. How can I sleep with you whining like that?"

"Please, not Lindsey!" The tear-choked words were barely discernible. "Please, please, I'm sorry, not him. I can't do it!" He twisted as if he was trying to get away from someone, inadvertently kicking the bed again. "Let him go. I'm the one who fucked up, not him."

Lindsey couldn't hear properly, but he could make out his name. "What the hell?" He demanded, nudging at the sleeping man with a foot. "What about me? And stop kicking!"

Eliot grunted at the nudge, trying to move away from the offending foot and rolled into the wall. At that point, he began thrashing wildly, almost screaming. "Get off! Let go! Stop it. I can't! Stop!"

Getting really annoyed now, Lindsey took up his shoe and threw it at the other boy. "Wake up and stop shouting."

Eliot flinched as the shoe hit him in the face but he finally woke up. He sat up with a jerk, eyes darting around the room, trying to convince himself he really was at home and safe. "Lindsey," he breathed as he saw his brother. "You're alive."

"Why would I not be?" he asked annoyed. He was sleepy and cranky on top of being in pain and scared, not a good combination at all.

Eliot shook his head. "Just a nightmare. Doesn't matter. It's not real."

"It was loud, you're kicking the bed, and you were calling my name. Some nightmare." Grouching softly, Lindsey turned onto his side and threw the blankets back over himself. "Don't do it again."

Eliot lay back down, clutching his pillow. He'd better not go back to sleep tonight. Lindsey needed sleep more than he did. Besides, he didn't feel like another nightmare tonight. That one had been horrible enough.

Lindsey didn't feel like he was going to fall asleep anytime soon either. So figuring that Eliot was still awake, or he'd wake him if he wasn't, he asked out loud, "What were you dreaming?"

Eliot yawned quietly before answering. "Doesn't matter. Go back to sleep."

Lindsey frowned, but before he could argue a huge yawn split his face. "Fine," he muttered, closing his eyes and drifting off again.

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Linds is afraid, yes, but his words were cutting for Eli.

Not like he knew how Eli would interpret them.

Some of them didn't have much other interpretation...

Some of them. Not the one that really tore him apart.

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I love that Lindsey icon...

He has such vulnerable looks. :D

Don't they both, though?

They do... except I really shouldn't need vulnerable icons for boywhore.

Yes, you should. Because Lindsey would totally use looking vulnerable to play for sympathy.

That is so true, he would.