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WOOOHOO!!!!

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guess who's seeing ice nine kills in concert 😈

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AND HE WAS SAFE.

guys i got silly...wrote this in about thirty minutes..its not the best but i think its rather cute! SOSOSO sorry if i mischaracterize kralie or evan!! i dont write evan very often and this is literally my first time writing alex....

kryers nation ily

be grateful i didnt end this with angst like i planned

alex was never one for affection. he had been a lot more distant in recent years, especially with, as he said, the stress of his new film project.

evan, on the other hand, was a sucker for it. anytime he could give alex a little kiss, a cuddle, a shoulder rub, he would. saying physical affection was his love language would be an understatement. it was his way of life.

the two occasionally clashed, but usually their nights would always end the same. just like tonight.

the taller had been sat at the coffee table in the living room, scribbling onto pages with some pencil. evan had just come home from his walk with brian. the two of them hadnt caught up with each other since about highschool and it was nice to spend time with someone from his younger years. it was quite funny to him how his childhood best friend introduced him to a man like alex. a man who was starting to worry him a little.

evan sat next to alex, looking over the pages. he didnt say anything, just stared. he knew the other had been going through some problems recently, mostly with his hallucinating and coughing. evan had also noticed how the man had gotten more violent lately. brian had even spoken up about it, saying how he noticed alex was a lot more irritable than before. and from what he heard from tim, alex was a bit more pissy than normal.

a careful hand was set on alex’s shaky arm. he had barely noticed the camera sitting on the edge of the table. his concern only grew. what was alex going through that he just wasnt telling evan? had he done something wrong to make him feel like he couldnt trust evan?

“alex.” evan spoke softly, gently. almost like a parent comforting their child. “slow down..”

his hand slowed, chest heaving with every breath he took. his hand dropped the pencil with no thought. alexander seemed out of it. like his mind wasnt there. he was only a shell of a person. evan understood that. he felt that way about that stupid voice in his head sometimes. was alex possessed by something like habit? he doubt it. though the idea wasnt off the table.

evans hand moved to interlink his fingers with alexs shaking hand. a light squeeze was all it took for alex to snap out of whatever hyperfixated trance he was in. he turned his head to stare at evan, eyes wide, tired. he hadnt been getting much sleep lately. evan remembered how alex looked the night before - really it could only be compared to something like an abandoned cat, holding onto evan for dear life as he tried to regain his breath from his nightmare.

“youre here, you’re safe.” and it was true.

as alex was pulled into evans arms, he realized one thing. evan was going to keep him safe. no matter what fucking entity was trying to get a hold on him evan would be there to keep him safe. he would fight anything for alex, and alex knew that. evan wasnt afraid of him. he doubted evan was afraid of anything, really.

alex let his head rest on the others shoulder, his glasses pressing painfully against his face. he didnt give a shit about pain anymore. he had evan. evan was his safe space and he knew it. alex was never one for affection. these past few years have made him feel more alone than ever, but he had evan. he knew even when evan was up in new jersey, he would be only a text away.

evans arms wrapped around alex’s slim torso, rubbing his hands up and down the others back, over his shirt. his shirt felt too tight sometimes, like he was choking. evan fixed that. evan had shifted, moving them in such a way that evan was now laying on his back with alex draped over his stomach and chest. it was comfortable like this. alex felt his shoulders relax. he felt his head come back to him, but it wasnt full of those thoughts it usually was filled with. it was blank. but it was blank in a way he was okay with.

alexander kralie had one biggest fear.

hurting his loved ones.

he feared every day that passed of evans stay that he was going to snap. he feared that he was going to harm him the same way he did seth. alex still hadnt told evan about seth. he couldnt. he felt like a fucking monster. he wasnt sure how evan could keep caring for him, not when he was like this. he would only bring harm to evan, wouldnt he? jesus fucking christ he was going to harm evan just by being around him! alex’s breath picked up in pace, his hands gripping onto evan tightly. he was going to harm evan in the worst way possible - he was basically leading the damn guy to him! he didnt process the feeling of hands on his wrists until his hands were being pulled away from evans torso. what had he done wrong? he needed evan! he needed evan so he wouldnt be alone, he couldnt be alone but he couldnt hurt evan - not his evan!

“alex!” a voice broke through his thoughts, letting him finally fucking think properly. “alex, ive got you! deep breaths - youre okay!” his voice was full of worry. “remember what i taught you, deep breaths..”

yeah! yeah, yeah. okay. alex can breathe. hes got this. he inhaled, nice and slow. just like evan taught him. he exhaled, nice and slow. just like evan taught him. he tried his best to breathe, to stay calm for evan. evan was here. he had to keep reminding himself that. he wouldnt hurt evan. evan was strong. deep breath alex. he was okay. evan was safe. alex was safe.

he really fucking hoped that fucker didnt want alex to kill evan. he would rather be shot down and skinned than to hurt evan. he was the same with all of his friends but evan..evan was special. evan was his safe place, evan was his lover, evan was his everything. 

evan kept him safe. he held him close as he started to calm down. evan was going to keep him safe from that thing. 

“look..” hands were holding his face; gentle. loving. so much more caring than he deserved. “i have you. nothing’s gonna hurt you, alex. i promise it.”

and he believed it. he truly believed it.  alex let his eyes close. he was comfortable. he was safe. alex kralie wasn’t one for affection, but he could accept evans.

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hi everyone!! i just opened up commissions on my art blog!! @annons-art

thanks so much for the support!

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Hey I really enjoy your writing! Just wanted to ask if you could maybe write a Stuilly fic based on the song Starman by David Bowie

GUESS WHOS BACK!!! so sorry for the long ass pause on requests i have not been in the mood but now i am back in order and working on em again! getting this out first cause the razzle dazzle series is for my boyfriend and his ass can be patient (jk love you raz)

anyway dawg i can guarantee this is not what you were wanting but uhh yeah i forgot my original plan and im a sucker for 2001 a space odyssey! thank you for your patience..enjoy!

“cmon dude it was a good fuckin’ movie!”

three fucking hours. For what? some infant approaching earth? it made no god damn sense to billy.

three hours ago, stu had came over to his house, said he had some movie randy gave him that he wanted to watch. Only problem is that it wasn’t their usual type. it wasnt some movie with an unnecessary amount of gore and sex like psycho, it wasnt a apocalypse type movie like evil dead..it was..well. some space movie.

billy was never one for nerdy topics like space. stu was though. Autistic bitch.

From his point of view, this space odyssey 2000 what fuckin’ ever movie sucked. it was boring. billy had high hopes for the movie, especially because of how excited stu seemed to be about it. Psh. yeah. hes never trusting his judgement in movies again. 

“half of the damn thing was full of dave breathing! how can you call that a good movie?! What did you get out of this?”

stu stood on the bed, his arms flailing about in the way they always did when he was excited about something. he gasped, loud and dramatic. he always acted so offended when billy was right about something.

“how can-” he turned to a make believe audience outside of the window before turning back to billy. “its a fantastic movie! Way better than that deathproof shit you put on!”

“At least deathproof has some god damn gore in it!”

“does not!!”

billy grabbed stu’s ankles, tugging them forward and forcing his balance off, causing the taller boy to fall back.

they always argued like this. stu would find a shitty movie billy hated and then would get all pissy that he didnt like it. he knew billys damn taste in movie! gorey, sexy, women getting killed, men getting fucked! anything rather than this gay guys x some fucking robot in the wall bullshit!

“for your information, you dick,” stu grumbled, sitting himself up, “i got..a really good david bowie song out of this!” he scoffs, crossing his arms. 

yeah yeah, david bowie. sure. fucking david bowie. billy couldve spent his time literally any other way and yet he sat here with stu watching some faggot movie because david bowie made a song based on it. of course. very fucking stu like. 

he was already in too deep. something about seeing that stupid smile on stu’s face made the night a little more tolerable. his eyes were almost as bright as the stars in that stupid fucking movie. every time he spoke about it they would light up, bright blue shimmering much like some white dwarf stars he used to talk about. billy’s been with stu throughout almost all of his shitty little obsessions; space being one of them.

it was entertaining watching him get excited over some robot. billy had listened patient throughout the movie as stu rambled about how he highly doubted they would be this far in the future of space technology in 2001. sure, they had made it to the moon only a year after this movie was created, but still, he had his doubts.

billy huffed out a laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. this guy was so stupid.

stu seemed to take offence, slapping his hands down on his knees. “david bowie makes damn good music, fuck you! he made starman, ill have you know! you like that song!”

that was true. billy did enjoy that song. but it wasnt just the song. it was the song when stu sang it. thats what he liked. he liked watching his stupid partner in crime let loose, acting like he was on some talent show where the talent was more performance based and not on how well you could sing.

“whatever man..” billy muttered, reaching forward and tucking his arms under stu’s. he tugged him toward his chest, draping the boy on his torso. stu instinctively wrapped his arms around billys neck, head resting on his shoulder. it was a little uncomfortable, considering the one under him was much shorter than he was. 

it was dark in billys room. the tv had the credits of the movie rolling, everything else was dark. billy sighed, lifting a arm and tossing it over to his bedside table, pressing play on his radio. some rock song started playing - he recognized it as the ramones. cool. that works. the volume was low. 

“if your dad catches us like this, we’re dead.” stu whispered absentmindedly. he wasn’t wrong. billy’s father wasn’t too fond of their..’friendship’. of course, it was more than that. but he didnt ever speak on it. and stu knew better than to question their relationship.

it didnt matter to either of them. they had their plans. billy’s dad would be dead soon enough, he was one of the reasons his mother left anyway. his life didn’t matter to billy and stu could care less about the loomis family. he was only interested in their youngest son. 

the shorter hummed dismissively, his hand lifting and burying itself in stu’s growing hair. christ, billy needed to cut it again. he’s been cutting stu’s hair since freshman year. they had plans to give him a bleached tip look once they had gone through with their plans. yknow, different identities and shit like that.

there was a small vibration coming from the spot on his shoulder where stu’s neck was resting. the taller was humming to that song they both enjoyed. starman. it was dumb. stu was dumb. it was also really fucking calming. too calming. billy hated being vulnerable like this. there was so much that could go wrong. he could be left again.

stu had been the constant in billy’s life. since middle school, when they met, stu has been in billys life. for most of it, it involved them obsessing over some gore video stu found on the dark web, maybe occasionally killing an animal or two. then they hit highschool. that was the time they ‘lost their minds,’ as stu’s older sister once said.

they were closer than ever in highschool. maybe it was the urges for violence getting strong, maybe it was billys mother leaving. whatever it was, it led them here. in billys bed, in the dark, listening to shitty rock.

stu turned his head to face up, giving billy his award winning smile. “billy?” he asked, voice all innocent. “if our plan were to backfire, and you died..would you wait for me in the sky? like in the song?”

billy chuckled, snorting at the thought. there were a few things wrong with that question. “stu..why would our plan backfire? it’s perfect as is. and if i died, wouldnt you die too?”

“no! i could say you pressured me, then i wont be arrested.”

“yes you would idiot!” billy slapped the back of his head, causing stu to groan. from pleasure or pain, he didnt care. stu was fucking weird.

“would not!!”

after a few shoves and a few giggles, they settled again. it took a long moment for billy to finally answer his damn question, just like it always did.

“if i died,” he started, “youd be the first person id haunt. watch over. whatever, same thing.”

and thats all stu needed. he never got an ‘i love you’ out of billy. he always jumped around saying it. status got it down. anything similar to it would count in his book. hearing that one sentence made his heart beat just slightly faster. yeah, yeah billy loved him. 

and thats enough for stuart. billy was his starman.

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what's funny about dating a alex kralie liker is that IM starting to like him..ive been hating this bitch since 2020 but the evlex in my boyfriend is CHANGING HIM FOR ME!!

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I am a good person

So.

I am watching EMH for the first time and it has broken me. After what happened to my favorite character? I am devastated. DEVASTATED. I'm not even done. IM NOT EVEN DONE. ADAM THANK YOU BUT I HATE THIS I HATE THIS SO MUCH WHY DID YOU SUGGEST THIS TO ME.

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so sorry for the lack of posts recently! ive been more in an art mood than a writing mood, but i have been writing little mini drabbles about some of my other non horror related interests! one being space...

obviously these wont be as long as my normal writes, but i do take requests if people want to hear me ramble about something in space!!

thought some people would enjoy reading some of em :) heres my ramble on galactic cannibalism!

so galactical cannibalism is the process of a galaxy 'eating' another. SUPER AWESOME SAUCE.

usually a galaxy just absorbs the parts of another. yknow that thing that keeps earthfrom becoming a rouge planet? gravitational pull? yeah! galaxies have that too! our galaxy is actually pretty lucky cause the closest one to us is 2.5 million lightyears away. other galaxies further out though are realllllyyy tight together usually and eventually theyre gonna collide and their gravitational pull will screw with them!

both galaxies pull at each other but the bigger one will have a bigger gravitational pull and win!!! the small one will get parts pulled and pulled off of it and eventually it gets eaten…yeouch. it wont totally eat the galaxy - it physically cant. galaxies have black holes at the center and thats whats getting it all together! all itll do to it is heavily distort it.

the milky way was actually formed this way!! kinda..it was formed from grabbing parts and sections of other galaxies!! way before humans were around. wanna know how scientists figured that out? STARS!!!! not only does cannibalism mess up the shape of galaxies but it FORMS STARS!!

because of the galactic clouds merging together in a way, stars are born!! stars form via interstellar molecular clouds, which are full of cold gas and dust!! they smush together and they end up making protostars - the first stage of a star! itll grow n stuff but thats for another ramble.

our galaxy has these!!! out further n further from our star, the sun, are older stars that scientists believe are from neighboring galaxies that we collided with!! they most likely formed in that galaxy from OTHER galactical cannibalism moments!!! of course theres other reasons stars form, but this one is fun to think about yeah?

remember that galaxy from earlier? the one close to us by 2.5 million light years? its name is andromeda and theres evidence that its a galaxy that eats others!

theres this one star cluster, the dulais structure, thats IN andromeda but theres theories that it was formed OUTSIDE OF IT!! which is very very possible by the way. they orbit weirdly and VERY different from any other star cluster in andromeda and scientists are very sure its because its leftovers from another galaxy!!

theres other things in andromeda that give the idea that they were from other galaxies! scientists are even able to put a timestamp on it - one being from around 5 billion years back and the other from 8-10 billion years back!

this is often confused with galactical merging but theyre different! merging forms a whole new galaxy and cannibalism leaves one of the two galaxies deformed!!

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im not letting this one go guys oh my god

tim i love you thank you for my birthday present <3

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this was so much fun

yeah so basically. im evan (table) and @one-annon is brian (faded)

avatars by @masked-hatchet. on vrchat

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i need to stop doing these but theyre so ADDICTINGNGNGGF

🎶 The Ultimate Music Ask Game! 🎶

1. Are you an albums person or a singles person?

2. Do you still buy CDs (or other physical media)?

3. Do you listen to more oldies or more current stuff?

4. Is there a song you love but don't like its music video?

5. Is there a song you don't like but like its music video?

6. Who's an artist you really like but it's embarrassed to admit it?

7. Would you wear a t-shirt of a band you're not into?

8. Is there an artist or song that you like, despite being of a genre you don't usually like?

9. Do you have a favorite band?

10. Favorite solo artist?

11. Favorite songwriter?

12. Who’s the most obscure artist you listen to?

13. Who’s the most popular/mainstream artist you listen to?

14. A song or album from the 50s or earlier:

15. A song or album from the 60s:

16. A song or album from the 70s:

17. A song or album from the 80s:

18. A song or album from the 90s:

19. A song or album from the 2000s:

20. A song or album from the 2010s:

21. A song or album from this year or last year:

22. What’s your favorite song or album from the year you where born?

23. Do you and your partner/best friend share a special song? One you’d call “our song”?

24. Do you play any instruments?

25. Is there a song you used to like but can’t listen to anymore because you associate it with someone you don’t like?

26. Have you ever pretended to like an artist/song just to fit in or please somebody?

27. Do you enjoy making playlists? If so, are there any you’re proud of and would like to share?

28. Have you ever made/got a mixtape as gift to/from a friend?

29. Songs you love to dance to:

30. Songs you love to sing along to:

31. Who’s your favorite fictional band or artist?

32. When was the last time you cried when listening to a song, if ever?

33. Your favorite artist from your city/state/country?

34. Your favorite song in your native language (if it isn’t English) OR in your second language (if English is your first):

35. A song you like in a language you don’t speak:

36. A song you like with lyrics in two or more languages:

37. If you could travel in time and go to a concert of an artist who’s no longer alive or a band that’s no longer together, who would you choose?

38. Which was the first concert you went to?

39. Which was the last concert you went to?

40. Which was the best concert you’ve ever been to?

41. Have you ever been to a music festival? If not, would you like to go?

42. Your favorite(s) “no skips” album(s):

43. Do you enjoy musicals? If so, what’s your favorite?

44. Have you watched any musician’s biopics? Do you have a favorite?

45. A non-musical movie or show with a soundtrack you love:

46. Do you like comedy songs? If so, do you have a favorite?

47. Is there an artist you used to dislike but learned to like because of a friend’s influence?

48. Who’s an artist you think it’s criminally underrated and deserves more recognition?

49. Is there a cover you like more than the original version?

50. Is there an artist you used to love as a child/teenager but now is embarrassed to have ever liked?

51. Is there an artist you used to love as a child/teenager and still likes, even if you don’t listen to them as much?

52. Do you make playlists to be listened to in a specific order or in shuffle? Or both?

53. Is there a song you hated the first time you listened to but then loved after listening to it more times?

54. An album you loved since the first time you listened to:

55. An album you learned to love after listening to it again and again:

56. A song/album/artist you wish you could forget so you could have the experience of hearing it for the first time again:

57. [Send me a color and I'll tell you the first song it reminded me of.]

58. [Send me a song and I'll tell you the colors it made me think of, without looking at cover arts or music videos.] *Bonus: if you like making palettes, make one based on the song!

59. Do you listen to music when it's raining or do you stop to hear the sound of the rain?

60. [Send me a song and I'll tell you what time of the day or season of the year it made me think of.]

61. [Make me choose between two artists/songs/albums.]

62. Artists/bands you think have an impeccable discography, with no bad albums:

63. Do you prefer live recordings or studio recordings?

64. [Send me a color and I’ll post an album cover art of that color.]

65. Are there any songs you know the entire lyrics by heart?

66. Share your favorite playlists that you or someone else has made!

[one-annon]

what's worse

making headcanons about a character who has like 4 lines and a minute of screen time and then is mentioned once or twice after

or making headcanons about said characters fucking DAD who is NEVER brought up

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kisses you. runs away

woowwie!!!

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boo!111!!!11!!1!1!1 i have to return the favor of yapping, oh jaydove. PLEASE yap to me about morgueshipping family. specifically melissa that tragically lovely girl. like how do you think she'd react to logan dying? how do you think she reacted to logan being trapped, and coming back home? how this how that..,.,., just go wild!! /nf

-dein liebe (or herz.,.,.)

hello tim!!! <3 second to last part of your gift hehe

kinda went a little silllyyy...

during his original trap, she was only an infant - i imagine she would be in the care of a babysitter while he goes through all of his shit

early into logans apprenticeship id imagine she wouldnt have any clue, since "daddy just works late nights at the morgue"

but since we agreed that mel would maybe be brought into work occasionally, i think she'd get a hell of a lot more comfortable with that stuff. i think she'd be sorta desensitized to gore overall. i know logan would probably want her away from it but much like diana and lawrence, i think she'd catch on either way.

since i think she would be brought to the warehouse occasionally, she wouldnt really mind logan recreating his trap. i think especially after the death of john, who she was close to just like logan, she might help him out with a few things with the trap (like a jr apprentice)

since shes grown up around the machinery and everyone involved, i dont think she'd really...understand that its bad? since shes grown up around people who share the same ideologies, i doubt she'd see how the 'recreation' is wrong - sorta like children of a cult not realizing its wrong yknow?

as for morgueshipping, i think she'd adjust quickly to mark being a part of their life

she wasnt that old when her mother was killed so really all she's known is logan - another reason she sticks so close to the jigsaw family.

i believe she was a little iffy about hoffman at first, maybe she just didnt like officers or maybe she just doesnt like hoffman - but hes also still getting over his sister at this point. once melissa realizes this i think she'd be a bit softer with him, maybe convince logan tomake cookies with her for the "big sad officer"

with mark, it would take a WHILE to warm up to logan - especially right when he joins. i imagine mark would think logan was taking pity on him and would try to push him away saying shit like "i dont need your fuckin pity"

eventually he does let his walls down around logan - he does let himself be vulnerable. usually he doesnt, but logan understands, he gets what mark if going through with the grievance of his sister because he went through the same thing with his wife. i can imagine logan sitting him down and laying it all out for him.

"losing..losing a member of your family can be hard. i know youre going through a shit ton of frustration. but its gonna be okay. i uh..lost my wife recently. killed same way your sister was. i get it."

from then, the two would get a little closer - talking about how the women in their respective lives was like. they would absolutely bond over it, share a few laughs during trap making (i imagine theyre in charge of that since theyre both fairly strong)

i also think, since mark was the older sibling, he has the urge to care for someone. which is where mel comes into play. once logan properly introduces them, i think mark (who has a soft spot for younger kids) would enjoy her company. especially when hes feeling super pissed after work and he goes to the warehouse with a greeting from a little blonde girl who is willing to give him a hug

hes very dependant on caring for the two of them, especially when he realizes how much melissa is like his sister. shes quick, very very witty and definitely knows how to give a comeback with sass.

the two of them started raising her together, teaching her self defense and how to cook, how to build traps.

it would worry logan how much she enjoys the traps they make, but she seems so so interested. mark would carefully explain to her how the trap he was building works, he would explain how he made it and why the person victimized to it deserves to be there.

I think by the end of her middle school years, she would be building traps just as well as her fathers.

the first time mark called her that, her father, he was a little taken aback.

he never really considered himself to be her second father. but it did seem like that, didn't it? they felt like something mark hasnt had in a while. a family. a nice and proper, non cult family.

he came to enjoy the domestic lifestyle. especially when he would come home to logans house from work. there'd always be a nice meal on the table, melissa would be doing her homework after dinner, he would sometimes help. it felt normal.

logan and melissa made mark feel normal.

and he did the same for logan.

he gave logan a purpose in life, gave him someone to come home to other than his daughter. they were so grateful for each other. so so dependant, too. and a little in love.

[one-annon]

happy valentines day!!

shoutout to the masky to my hoodie i love you tim <33

@razbotz

hoping you all have an awesome sauce day!

[one-annon]

been slowly getting through my rematch of marble hornets, totheark, and everymanhybrid...

currently on mh entry 79 I am not prepared for the next one or entry 83

anyway I have an old book I wrote from 83 and I'm going to rewrite it at some point

the sickness is getting to me guys

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poll up on my art blog!!

would you guys be interested in commissions?

reblog for more reach :)!!