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Guys im gonna need you to hear me out on the ship

Tapeverse Alex and Reelverse Alex

Pls tell me yall see the visionn

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They're two weeks into shooting Alex's god awful movie, and Tim doesn't have a ride home. His cars in the shop, and Brian took him out to the shooting location, but he had to leave early for work, and Tim had been in the middle of a scene and...

Well. The details and excuses didn't really matter. He didn't have a ride, so his choices were either to walk or get a ride from Alex or Jay.

"I'm sorry," Jay says. "I took my bike, so.."

Tim rubs a hand down his face. "That's fine."

"You can ask Alex! He hasn't left yet!" Jay suggests, pointing to where Alex is carefully loading equipment into the trunk of his truck.

"Yep. Guess I will." It was a twenty minute drive. Could he tolerate Alex for that long? Or would it end early with him jumping out of the passenger side and onto the road?

"Let me guess," Alex says when Tim begrudgingly approaches him. "You want a critique on your performance today?"

Tim grits his teeth. "No." He barely resists rolling his eyes. "I, uh, need a ride home. Brian was, and he left."

"I see." Alex shuts the trunk with a slam, and pushes his glasses up his nose. "Yeah, alright. Get in."

Alex drives fast. He brakes too harshly at stop signs and red lights. He has this CD playing that's, frustratingly, Tim's same taste in music, and he taps his fingers against the steering wheel as he drives. He refuses to ask what band it is, knowing that Alex will lord that over his head next time Tim complains about anything during a shoot.

"You wanna stop for food?" Alex asks as they near a stretch of fast food joints. And well, it was a long day, so maybe Tim can't be faulted too much when he sighs out a yes. Alex does a stupid little grin, and turns sharply into one of the parking lots. Tim jolts and grabs onto the seat so he doesn't rock into the door, and Alex must find that funny, because he laughs.

They get burgers and eat in the parking lot, silent and hungry and listening to Alex's music. The sun is past setting, the sky a dark blue, except for where its teal and thinly yellow. The big light poles in the parking lot cast a much stronger yellow across Alex's features. Its easier to share his company without the pressure of Alex directing Tim's every action, Tim thinks.

"I need you tomorrow," Alex says. "For a scene with Sarah. Did you get my email about it?"

No, he hadn't seen that. "Yeah," he says. "I'll be there." He'd check it tonight. Alex was excruciatingly thorough with details. Anything he needed to know would be included in the email, he bets.

Alex fixes him with a look. "Bring that, uh... jacket again. The leather one. I think your character would wear it."

"Okay," he says. He has no idea where that jacket is, but he'll look for it tonight. "I'm gonna kill you if you make me wear it out in the sun for five hours again, though."

Alex's eyes go wide, and for a second, Tim thinks that joke might have been too much, but then Alex does this.... weird.. thing. He does a kind of snort-laugh, that makes his whole face scrunch up, makes him sound a little breathless afterward. And it rings through Tim's head so strongly that he nearly misses what Alex says next.

"Oh, boohoo. Don't get Jay to help you dig the grave, he has weak arms."

Tim lets out a sort of startled, confused laugh. Was Alex.... joking with him?

"Who says I need Jay's help? I'll dig it myself." Albeit, they were joking about him murdering Alex, but that was kind of.. well, it was something, right? They hadn't spoken so easily since Tim's audition.

"I don't know, you might get tired. I'm pretty tall, it'd take a while to dig out," Alex says, something braggy in his tone.

"Pretty tall, huh?" Tim does roll his eyes then. "Well I'm pretty strong. I think I can handle it."

"Oh, can you?" Alex teases, leaning forward to smirk at him. And the weirdest thing happens. Tim gets this vivid, scary image in his head suddenly, of grabbing Alex's stupid face and kissing him. The shock of that image must do something to his own face, because Alex's brows crease (kissably) and he looks confused. "What?"

"Nothing," Tim says too quickly. "Idiot."

Alex scoffs. "Dumbass."

And Tim laughs, too fast again, and looks away, because looking at Alex is weird now. It makes his stomach flip over now that he imagines arguments turning into banter turning into kissing Alex senseless.

"Well, lets get going, I guess," Alex says, wiping his hands on his jeans. Tim watches the motion too closely, and then looks away sharply. Shit. Shit.

Surely this won't have any consequences.

(Spoiler: it definitely will.)

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Okay first, new writing layout bc i got inspired by another writer on here!

Second, Polyhornets mueheheheh.

Their love was like a wave in the beginning, rising and building before slowly lapping at the shore, the joy and bliss you’d feel whenever the afternoon sun would cast beautiful golden light onto your bedroom walls. They all remember it like it was yesterday, when they’d wake up squished together into a double bed that seemed too small and too hot, Brian wakes first with blurry eyes surveying the surrounding he has long gotten used to by now.

Jay’s got his head still soundly on the pillow, Alex’s chin hooked over his shoulder while Brian holds around his waist and then behind him is Tim curled against his back. Its a nice feeling and sight to wake up to, although its a shame he’s gotta get up because in turn it always disturbs his partners too, really he has hasn’t determined if thats a good thing or not. Carefully, he detaches himself from Alex and sorta shimmy’s out of Tim’s space, for once he thinks maybe they’ll stay asleep..

Only to be stopped in the bedroom doorway by a rough morning voice asking wheres off to, he turns and even in the dark he knows Alex is leaning up and squinting without his glasses, he probably was jostled by the movement along with the sudden lack of warmth pressed to him.

“8am class baby, go back to sleep.” Brian smiled

“Nah m’hungry anyway.” Alex says, immediately reaching over Jays sleeping form to grab his glasses off the nighstand, slapping his hand around on the wood until his fingers reach them just enough so he can pull them up. The sound paired with the movement wakes Tim up, Alex says good morning to him but he only receives a grunt in reply, Brians already in the kitchen by now making tea for himself whilst he waits for toast to pop up hopefully not charred.

Jay is who sleeps the deepest so he’s yawing and rubbing his eyes when he joins everyone else in the kitchen, pulling a chair up to sit in where shortly after a mug of coffee is placed in front of him.

They have breakfast in peace, exchange weird dreams and a few laughs, kisses on foreheads too. Tim has a headache so he’s already taken two pain relief, he doesn’t talk as much as he wants to just to avoid being irritated this early at the people who dont deserve it.

By 7:20 Brian is getting dressed - stealing someones shirt thats maybe a tad smaller than the size he needs but its fine, slipping on some basic blue jeans to go with it and his beloved trainers. Then when he’s brushing his teeth he can hear dishes being washed from the kitchen, small conversations now more than just sleepy whispers. When he has to leave, he holds each of his boyfriends faces in his palm to kiss them goodbye.

He tastes Jays bitter coffee and the cigarette Tim’s lit- he misses it them second he goes.

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Theres the days they’d all be together on the university campus, sitting close together, limbs touching in some way whether thats leaning on eachother or locking pinkies, it was enough for them. It was enough to all do their own things in one another presence.

When did it stop being enough?

It started with Alex. He became irritable, angry over small things, and he lost his passion for his film. He and Tim began arguing more, they wouldn’t talk to eachother for days sometimes because they’re both too stubborn to say sorry from the get to go and realise they’re probably both in the wrong, Brian could only smooth those over every once in a while and Jay was just losing his patience with the two of them, so he started distancing unintentionally. In their own ways they were all trying to avoid one another.

Then Alex dropped the film and he dropped them, saying that he just doesn’t feel that spark anymore between them, there hasn’t been for a while and there was no use trying to keep it alight, plus he’s found interest in someone else. It hurt to hear that he was moving away, that he didn’t have feelings for them anymore, that they were being replaced (or atleast its how it felt). In reality Alex was just going through the operators effects which is what made him angry, made him need to get away from this stupid town, maybe that’ll help.

Brian, also being effected, was just exhausted and confused as he questioned why Alex was doing these things, he was angry too, didn’t try to stop him from going. If he wasn’t happy then..he wasn’t happy. Jay was heartbroken, cooped up in his room for days on end, missing classes while he was hurting - he was angry alongside Tim too, he didn’t know when it’d get better, the last time he saw Alex was when he picked up the tapes from him.

Tim could barely remember a thing, it’s unfortunate and really upsetting for him that hes lost huge chunks of time and memory, then it all would come rushing back to hurt him.

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Nowadays, they miss eachother deep down, mjss eachother so much it physically hurts. Alex lays awake in his bed, wishing there were the warmth of even just 1 other person and sometimes he falls asleep imagining there is, cycling between the partners he’s had: Jay, Brian, Tim, Amy. Anyone who can bring him comfort despite what hes done.

Brian isn’t even exactly a person anymore but he knows he’s missing multiple parts of himself, his eye, his memory and the people who filled the void now in his chest. Perhaps they all hate him now but he still cares, in fact hes trying to stop all this shit with Masky, its not Tim but it’s something right?

Jay had reunited with Alex, “helping him find Amy” before realising something was up and very wrong, he thought maybe this could be the beginning of something again but Alex wasn’t any better, still angry, still dealing with his own things so much so that he doesn’t have time for Jays past feelings. Then Jay stalked him for a while before eventually almost losing his life, after that he wanted to stay as far away as possible from him in fear.

Tim is getting better little by little, attending doctors appointments, getting his meds when he needs them. Only issue being when he isn’t himself..Masky keeps things from him, important memories that would explain to him why he had a broken leg one time or why he wakes up with blood in his hair. Jay approached him one day, saying he was trying to finish Alex’s film, god knows why when it was such a shit show.

That wasn’t all he wanted though, he was doing some weird shit right? so Tim had googled ‘Marble Hornets’. Jay was lying to him. One of the men he was closest to before, lied to him.

They all hurt eachother. Nothing will ever be the same.

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Real Sweet.

Pairing— Tim Wright x Brian Thomas (Marble Hornets.)

Tim has a habit—an unconscious one—of checking Brian’s pulse. It started in first-year anatomy lab when they got partnered up, and Brian was the only one willing to let Tim prod at his wrists and count his beats-per-minute while the rest of the class gagged at the smell of embalming fluid. At first it was academic. Then it was habitual. Now it’s just something Tim does.

Like now, on the couch, Brian slouched against his side, scrolling half-heartedly through something on his laptop while Tim reads a textbook with all the intensity of someone trying to defeat it in single combat. Tim’s hand drifts, absently, toward Brian’s wrist. Thumb against the artery. No preamble.

Brian jolts—just a little. Not from the touch. He’s used to that. From the sheer spike in his heart rate. Immediate. Terrifying. Visible on his face.

Tim glances over. “You okay?”

Brian tries to laugh. “Yeah, why?”

“Your pulse is going mental.” Tim shifts, brows furrowed. “Are you sick?”

Brian stares at him. At Tim’s completely calm, completely sincere face. The face of a man who once fought a guy for pushing Brian too hard during a group presentation, then offered him half a protein bar with no irony. The face of a man who has no idea he’s currently the leading cause of Brian’s heart sounding like it’s trying to escape through his throat.

“No,” Brian croaks. “I’m not sick.”

Tim doesn’t look convinced. His fingers tighten slightly around Brian’s wrist. “You sure? It’s like, fast. Like, cardio fast. And you’re sitting.”

Brian wants to say I’m in love with you. Wants to say Every time you touch me I short-circuit like a CRT TV in a thunderstorm. Wants to say My body thinks you’re a threat and a miracle simultaneously and it’s very confused.

Instead he says, “I just had a lot of sugar.”

Tim squints. “You had a banana and a coffee.”

Brian nods. “Exactly.”

There’s a pause. Tim considers that. Then shrugs and goes back to his book.

Brian exhales like he just dodged a sniper. Meanwhile, his heart is still on maximum overdrive. He slumps deeper into the couch, hides his face in Tim’s shoulder, and tries to will his body into acting normal. Tim shifts just slightly to make room, casually wrapping an arm around Brian like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

Brian nearly dies on the spot.

Across the room, Jay looks up from his phone and catches Alex’s eye.

Alex lifts a brow. “Sugar, huh?”

Jay smirks. “Yeah. Real sweet.”

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Alex didn’t kill Amy. Maybe he genuinely didn’t know what happened to her i dunno but he told Jessica he did to not involve and worry her but then JAY DUG IT ALL UP THANKS SOOO MUCH FOR THAT ((jk obviously i love him))

He kept her picture with her as his humanity, because he misses her. Its 9:40am, I CANT DO THISS

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You’re telling me this WHOLE time, she didn’t die, Alex didnt murder the girl he loved? bro im abt to sob on the ground of relief

Oh and u know once i watch the clip i missed im gonna post abt it

So happy it got confirmed Alex didn't kill her.

I'm sorry I doubted you king, I wasn't familiar with your game.

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OH- OH MY- SCREAMS

hey girl, are you today’s date? cuz you’re the tenth of. the um. uhh. cuz girl you’re building. october. do you want to eat chicken wings in bed with me

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HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY TO MARBLE HORNETS EE IM SO HAPPY I FOUND THE SHOW BACK IN 2023 AHHH- tbh this series has got me through a lot of shit and despite me only knowing of its existence for 2 years. I fell in love with all the characters and just how much there is to them if you really think about it, Alex especially so i enjoy making my theories or sharing my thoughts about what went on in his brain at the time, oh and i went into his relationship a bit! bc i love Amy too.

Point is the series means a lot to me, now i get to read the comics as well and see what happens next and then one day..i will have a plushie.

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Do you think it’s weird how different Armand is in the movie vs. the TV series, especially like personality-wise? Or do you feel like there’s still some connection between the two versions?

Just curious how you see/ feel about him so far! 🙂‍↕️🙌

IVE NEVER SEEN THE MOVIE LMFAOO IVE ONLY SEEN THE SERIES- I FINISHED IT ON FRIDAY- so i unfortunately cant give an opinion on how i think its weird but i will say that i love series Armand, his personality, him and Louis, him and Daniel- he’s a deep character imo that i WILL dive into it more when S3 comes out.

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Where is the crowd chat. This has me in pieces /positive

Classes we weren’t meant to take.

Pairing— polyhornets

Characters— Alex Kralie, Tim Wright, Jay Merrick, Brian Thomas (Marble Hornets.)

They never said it out loud, but they all did it—

Changed their schedules. Rewrote their plans.

Shifted everything just to orbit each other a little closer.

Jay and Alex belong in film, that’s easy. Jay dreams in shutter speeds, Alex bleeds in three-act structure.

Tim doesn’t belong there, not really. But he’s always in the back row. Always listening. Always there.

Brian doesn’t know anything about film. But Jay is there. Tim is there. So he’s there too. Smiling. Doodling hearts in his notes. Bright like a sun that hasn’t seen the clouds coming yet.

In return, Jay stumbles through biology.

Alex glares through guitar class like it’s personally insulting him.

Brian tunes his instrument wrong every time.

They’re terrible at Tim’s world. But they show up. Because Tim is there. And that’s enough.

None of them are good at this.

But they’re trying.

And the trying is what counts.

They’ve wrapped their lives around each other like ivy around a crumbling chapel. Beautiful. Deliberate. Doomed.

They would’ve been safe if they’d never let Tim in.

If they’d never loved him.

But they don’t know that.

And neither does he.

Not yet.

So for now?

They share bad notes and worse coffee. They laugh. They sleep tangled. They stay.

For now, it’s golden.

And one day they’ll bleed for it.

But not yet.

Not today.

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heavy agree

Masky is a monotone bad bitch idc what anyone says

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OH MY GOD? ALEX AND TIMS DYNAMIC I LOVEE

All your edges are familiar.

Pairing— Polyhornets

Characters— Tim Wright, Brian Thomas, Alex Kralie & Jay Merrick (Marble Hornets)

CWs— None

Jay and Brian are sleeping the way soft things do.

One tangled in the other, knees hooked, hair fanned, breath warm and heavy in the hush between midnight and morning.

Jay sighs against Alex’s chest, fingers still tangled in his hoodie like a child who forgot to let go.

Brian’s got a hand up the back of Tim’s shirt, not sexual—just searching. Anchored. His mouth is parted, lips twitching in dream-talk, forehead pressed to Tim’s throat like he’s trying to melt in.

Tim doesn’t move. He’s wide awake.

So is Alex.

They lie opposite each other, across the bed like two chess kings marooned on the same square. No one else is awake to translate the looks they send across the dim. No one else needs to be.

“You twitch when you’re thinking,” Alex says, voice barely above breath.

“You breathe like someone’s watching.”

“I am watching.”

Tim shifts one ankle under the blanket, deliberately nudging Brian’s calf. “Get a hobby.”

“You’re mine,” Alex says.

It’s not flirtation. It’s not even fond. It’s just true.

Tim huffs. “That’s unhealthy.”

Alex glances at Jay. “And yet.”

They fall quiet. The kind of quiet that fills a room, that hums in the spaces beneath the drywall and between heartbeats. Not empty. Just lived-in.

“You always sleep closest to the door,” Alex murmurs.

“You always sleep like you’re waiting for something.”

Alex hums. “Maybe I’m just a light sleeper.”

“Maybe you’re just a coward.”

“Maybe you should shut the fuck up.”

“Maybe you should say thank you for not suffocating you with this pillow.”

There’s no bite in it. Just rhythm. Banter worn smooth by repetition. Their love language isn’t softness. It’s familiarity. It’s friction that doesn’t cut.

They’re quiet again. Long enough that Jay lets out a whimper in his sleep and Alex’s hand instantly finds the crown of his head, thumb brushing through his curls.

Tim watches. Doesn’t say a word.

“You think too much,” Alex says after a while. “You grind your teeth like you’re trying to eat your own tongue.”

“You talk too much.”

“And yet you’re still listening.”

Tim turns his head, finally, just enough for the moonlight to catch his eyes. “You’re easier to listen to than love.”

Alex meets him there, gaze steady. “You’re harder to love than listen to.”

Tim snorts. “And still.”

“And still.”

They don’t smile. Not really. But something like warmth flickers in the dark—dull and steady, like a coal that never quite dies.

“Fuck off,” Tim mutters.

“You first,” Alex whispers.

Neither of them means it. That’s the point.

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AHH CUTIESS

My Apple Pencil slipped.

anyways:

Alex: Ev, your fucking squishing me

Evan: Awww, I can't hug my boyfriend?

@blankinspace, @zombehlovejuice, come get your food.

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PROBABLY NOT ON YOUR CURRENT INTERESTS LIST ANYMORE but there is a high/ like a maybe a 70-80% chance of supernatural getting a new season, at this point they're just gonna have them roll a montage with them interacting with their fans BECAUSE THERE'S NO WAY ANYTHING ELSE CAN HAPPEN.

Also did you know there's like an episode where they had to fight a creature similar to slenderman, which was really cool that they included that

OMG REALLY? I NEVER WATCHED THE ENTIRETY OF SUPERNATURAL BC 15 SEASONS IS A LOTT BUT THATS SO INTERESTING!

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Ugh Daniel i love you so

he has a 100% divorce rate btw

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HCS MY BELOVED I LOVE THESE!!

Good morning freaks/aff!!! I may have art for you later today, depending on how I'm feeling mentally. I spent a good bit of energy on another drawing I just finished (non MH related it's my one piece oc), and the rest of my energy on some personal stuff I'm going through. But! To apologize for lack of art, here's some headcanons and such.

Brian really likes birds and is envious of their freedom and ability to simply fly away from things hunting them.

Tim read comics a lot when he was younger and still occasionally reads them. Now, he prefers novels or the paper, though.

Jay is chronically online. This is a fact, but he was so before MH, too. He's the type to be really invested in online drama and happenings.

Tim was chronically offline. He got his news from the paper or Brian, he doesn't care for celebrity drama or pop culture much.

Brian mostly used the internet for school related things and music. He used youtube to teach himself guitar, and Tim helped him learn.

Alex was unnecessarily involved in the more twitter-esq side of the internet, knowing a ton about online drama, controversy and conspiracies.

Jessica has a music box she was given as a kid that she still keeps around. It's wooden and has flowers painted on it.

Seth played soccer in middle school, he played defense and goalkeeper

Amy loved butterfly things, hairclips, shirts, and nails, even painted on the back of her hairbrush. She had stickers on her bedroom mirror. And when she was younger, her room was filled with pop and movie posters.

Brian is an enjoyer of Johnny Cash. He introduced Tim to his music.

During the year they met, Brian invited Tim over on Christmas. It was one of his first holidays not spent alone or in the mental hospital. After Brian realized that, he made sure Tim was ALWAYS invited.

Brian isn't particularly religious, but his family is. He remembers absolutely nothing about the Bible and isn't a church goer, nor does he pray. He's just kinda vibing and going with whatever happens.

Brians favorite drink is lemon iced tea. Tims is coffee, although he does like tea.

Jay was the kinda kid who lived off juice boxes and Bug Juice. His favorite fruit is mango.

Alex is allergic to bananas.

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Ahem cough ahem.

I love stupid puns.