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Chapters: 6/11 Fandom: Rammstein Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Richard Kruspe/Paul Landers, Till Lindemann/Christian Lorenz | Flake Characters: Till Lindemann, Richard Kruspe, Paul Landers, Christoph Schneider | Doom, Christian Lorenz | Flake, Oliver Riedel Additional Tags: lot of angst, Member death, Heavy Angst, Angst and Tragedy, Psychological Drama, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Dissociative Identity Disorder, And that's why half the internet hates me, paulchard, In some scenes, Rammstein AU, Borderline Personality Disorder, Emotional Hurt/Comfort Summary:

When they had just returned from long tour. After a short break, they're back with a new album. But that never happened. The members of Rammstein are victims of a horror accident and because of this the band is disbanded. Richard Kruspe remembers nothing of that day and is forced to take the band back together again. Up until the point when Till revealed his dark side. Which almost cost Richard his life. (This is not a prophecy) !AU

Till leaned down and, hiding his face in the crook of his neck, continued to sob. Flake's heart ached for his friend's suffering as the singer's trembling body lowered to his and snuggled against him. 

"I know this hurts you, but you have to be strong. Wait for me. Can you do it? "Flake stroked his head softly and kept rocking him, "Can you wait for me a little longer?"

"I can't... I... I..." - He sobbed and held him tighter, not wanting to part with his warmth.

"You're strong. You're brave. I know you can do this because I know you. You're my partner," Flake begged. "Please wait a minute, Till. You promise?" 

He let out a shaky breath.

"...I promise."

"Good boy," Flake smiled as he pushed him away just enough to face him. 

The chapter

I have fic recommendations here by @cuteoutlaw

But I want join the Tillake team :)

little part from by my fic (fuck sushi ._.)

Till breathed softly, leaning back on his pillow as he lay in bed with his eyes closed and slept...

A whole new world opened up to him. A world where all was well. A beautiful sunset and nice weather. He took off his usual clothes, wearing only a snow-white shirt and pants, completely barefoot, every limb staying on his body.

Nothing hurt anymore. Nothing hurt. He was healthy, alive, and happy. He felt completely at ease and comfortable, and he searched for the one thing, or rather the only thing, that could soothe his yearning heart.

Though he tried in vain, he could not find it. He came as close as he could and found nothing.

Time passed. He waited and waited until he was tired of waiting.

Tired of hoping.

Sighing, he knelt down and wept silently.

"What a crybaby you've become."

Till looked up and there was Flake, crouching before him, grinning playfully. He was wearing a beautiful gold dress, with a gold headdress on his head. His hair was slightly shaggy, his glasses were off, and his eyes were kind and blue.

"Flake...?" whispered Till in disbelief, his eyes wide open. Those silent tears choked his cheeks.

"Till... you are very sad," Flake said sadly. His smile disappeared. "What's wrong?"

"You're not real... You're really not here... are you?"- his eyes immediately misted over, more tears gathering in the corners of his eyes. "I miss you," he said in a trembling voice as he hugged the pianist tightly.

"Ohh, dear Till," he said softly, lifting his hand and Till's head to hold his face. "I miss you too."

"It's not the same without you," he whimpered, putting his hand on his and leaning his face into his. "I can't stand it. Please come back."

"I'm dead now...I can't come back," he said sadly, stroking his cheek with both hands, wiping the tears from his face with his soothing thumbs.

Till leaned down and continued to sob, hiding his face in the crook of his neck. Flake's heart ached for his friend's suffering as the singer's trembling body lowered to his and nestled against him.

"I know this hurts you, but you must be strong. Wait for me. Can you make it? "Flake stroked his head gently and continued to rock him, "Can you wait for me a little longer?"

"I can't... I... I..." - He sobbed and held him tighter, not wanting to part from his warmth.

"You're strong. You're brave. I know you can do this because I know you. You're my partner," Flake pleaded. "Please wait a minute, Till. Promise?"

He let out a shaky breath.

"I promise."

"Good boy," Flake smiled as he pushed him away just enough to face him. "Time to wake up."

"What? No," Till said, shaking his head violently. "Don't go! Not yet, please... I don't want to go back to this hell on earth."

"Till..."

"Don't leave me, please," he begged desperately, "I need you."

"But who will take care of the other 4 monkeys?" asked Flake sadly.

"Richard will take care of them!" Till cried, "You're not there when I get up! I want you! They took your life away."

"But I'm still here, Till," Flake said reassuringly, touching the left side of the man's large chest. "I live on in your heart, you know?"

Till broke into sobs, "Yes..."

"See you later," he whispered as he took his face and pulled him towards him, stroking him gently.

Asylum by Sushle aka. me lol

A question for the avid fan fiction readers in the fandom: Does someone know some really good Tillake fics? Since this poll is making its rounds currently, I kind of was reminded that I always wanted to read a proper fic about them - maybe with slow-burn, lots of emotions, happy ends and all that corny stuff :')

So if someone would have some recommendations, I would be rather grateful 🤗

Reblog to specifically emphasize this part

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"On this day 30 years ago... (02.07.1994 - Kunsthaus Tacheles, Berlin, Germany , Live “Der Bringer”, “Feuerräder”)" @ _christian_flake_lorenz_

Tillake ❤️ RCF Arena, Reggio Emilia, 21-07-2024 @ sirisaysewok

Till: alright, well. i was upstairs. i was, uh, i was sitting in our bedroom. reading a book about fishing... and, uh, well, this guy walked in. so, i went up to him…

Flake: ... yes?

Till: and i... i sprayed him 37 times with my flamethrower.

Flake: Tiiiiiiiiiiiill, that KILLS people!

Till: ... ?

Flake: ... !

...

[and then they kissed afterwards]