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[evil-alex]

what do you people Mean by this.

were you all unkind to mcsm. i forgot it existed for nearly 4 years, but excuse me. i always lovedd you mcsm. they could never make me hate you. og mcsm fans RISE UP!!!

[evil-alex]

YAY!!!!

cringe father son moments on the tulpar 🫶

before you think "will there actually be a next time :(" yes there absolutely will be because this is in my au where jimmy gets fired early on before he does irreversible damage which means i can have all the wholesome found family shenanigans i want on this gatdang ship without threat of The Horrors. yes this is how i cope.

[jenna-louise-jamie]

𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 + 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘱𝘵 2

[quigzahhutt]

21 22 and 23 dialogue prompts w sargebon 🥺

wow what a combo considering how the last few weeks have gone for us 😭😭

for the dialogue prompts ask game!

21. "you're a terrible liar" / 22. "you didn't do anything wrong" / 23. "it wasn't your fault"

He can feel a pair of eyes carefully watching the broadest part of his back, the feeling lingering like the goosebumps along his arms. Ever since he was told the news, Alex has been hovering in the doorway of his drivers room, watching him almost like he expects Logan to up and vanish the second he takes his eyes off of him.

Logan sighs deeply in and out, and he can feel his entire musculature move with it; the flex of his ribs, the expansion of his lungs, and the pitter patter of his heart quickening as it receives the oxygen.

Each shift of his body as it churns serves to remind him that he's alive, that every organ, every cell, every molecule is working hard to keep him going, a terrifyingly perfected machine. Williams almost made him forget to appreciate it.

"Alex, I'm not going to disappear," Logan says, exasperated, his back still turned to the keen pair of eyes following every movement.

Alex doesn't say anything at first, and Logan can imagine the way his eyes dart around the room, his lips parted vaguely as he tries to find the right words to use, how to push them against his tongue in a way that doesn't hurt the both of them.

"I- but- you are, Logan. You are going to disappear. You practically already have," Alex's voice is horribly distored, layered thick with unease and anger, cracked with something else distinctly sorrowful.

It's Logan next who has to take a moment to gather what to say, collect himself so he doesn't say something that sets Alex off.

"I'm not dying, Alex, calm down," he attempts at a joke, tests the waters to see if that's the direction to go. It's the wrong decision, because he can hear Alex take a frustrated breath.

"For fucks sake- Logan, you could have! With how neglectful the team has been regarding you, and the car, and the safety, and-"

"Alex, calm down," they're face to face now; Logan finally standing up during his tirade, and Logan holds his hands out in front of him in a vague motion, like he's attempting to soothe Alex like a wild animal.

"None of this is your fault, mate,"

"It- it could be! If I had just fought back harder in Australia, and if I didn't fuck it all up in Japan, or-" Alex is gesturing wildly, his voice fading into a whisper on the last syllable, like he can't get himself to say the words.

There's a stretch of silence, the only thing that's audible is the clicking of the clock and the hearty gulp of air Alex takes.

"I could have helped you more," is what he finally settles on, and Logan finally lowers his hands, placing them firmly on Alex's biceps, which is finally what convinces him to make eye contact.

"You did nothing wrong. Sure, you made mistakes, but it wasn't anything that could've saved my career, mate. You and I both know I was practically done for from the start," how Logan has ended up being the one comforting Alex, he has no idea, but he does feel Alex physically relax, the muscles in his arms finally loosening up after being wrung dry, drooping beneath the palms of his hands.

"That's what I should be saying to you," Alex gives a weak laugh, leaning back against the door frame and finally lets himself release all the tension in his body, and he's back to looking like regular old Alex. Logan notices something unfurl in himself as well.

He drops his hands from where they had been gripping the firm muscle of Alex's bicep, and he goes back to packing, folding his race suits in an all too familiar routine. Who knows, this could be the last time he ever gets to do it.

Although they've fallen into silence, Alex still hasn't left, and they're back to square one; Logan can feel eyes on his back, and he can't help but click his tongue and roll his eyes.

"Spit it out, mate, I can feel you thinking from over here and I'm not even looking at you," Logan teases, stuffing his freshly folded suit into his bag.

"Er, no, I'm not- its nothing," he responds all too quickly.

"You're a terrible liar, you know that?" Logan turns to say it over his shoulder, giving Alex an unimpressed look at his horrible attempt at conviction.

Alex starts fidgeting again, the muscles in his arms pulling taut like they had been 3 minutes ago, wiry and elongated; completely the opposite to Logan's bulkier body and wider frame.

"Uhm- it's not really... it's a question, moreso than a statement," Alex finally huffs.

"Okay? Get on with it," it seems harsh, but the sound of Logan's smile sneaks into the words, rounds out the syllables and morphs the phrase into something that would probably make Alex smile in return.

'Jeez, so harsh.' He can imagine Alex saying, mimicking the tone of an exhausted mother.

"Would you want to go on a date sometime, maybe?" Alex finally spits out, and Logan freezes.

Surely he didn't just say that, right? Logan must have been a little too deep in thought, caught up in the meandering cliffs and crags of his brain, the deep ravines of it that are taken up by Alex and Alex only.

"What?" Is all Logan can conjure up, turning around once again to look Alex in the eyes.

This is all a little silly, when he thinks about it. Here he is, sitting on the floor of his drivers room that isn't technically his anymore, packing his things for the final time this year, and Alex Albon just asked him out on a date.

He can't help but laugh, then, as he realizes the absurdity of this all, and thankfully Alex is dragged into it, giggling along with him even though he has no idea why they're laughing in the first place.

"What, mate? I just bared my heart and soul to you and you're laughing at me!" Alex says, and his tone is the lightest it's been since February, softened around the edges in a way that brings Logan back to last year; before Australia, before Japan, before Zandvoort, before any of it. Back when they were just Logan and Alex, Alex and Logan.

"Sorry, sorry," Logan says a little breathlessly, still catching up to the present, "what was the question?" He asks just to be a dick, and he smiles all the way through it.

Alex tuts at him, rolls his eyes dramatically before repeating himself,

"Would you, Logan, like to go on a date with me sometime?"

Logan has known his answer from the very start.

this is so much longer than just a snippet idk what's wrong with me but I hope u enjoyed :) thank u for the request!!

[evil-alex]

i rlly like gabv1el stupidass machine /pos <3

“I’ll circle you in red.”

Something fluffy to end the summer with. Inspired by Bugambilya.

[mangora]

Here are what the gen 2 kids did in high school idk I’m so bored

Staci:

•Big History and Biology enjoyer

•Was in track and field

•Part of the literature club

Dakota:

•Didn’t care much for academic classes

•On the volleyball team and cheerleading squad

•Took theatre classes but wasn’t very good in them, she just needed an elective

B:

•Obviously a big STEM kid, mostly physics

•Was in computer programming and coding classes

•Captain of the robotics team

Dawn:

•Really liked environmental science and biology, was in whatever the Canadian equivalent of NHS is to do environmental community service

•Also a big art kid, mostly into sculpting and painting

•Idk if this is just because my high school was in a like, rich farming area but we had an agriscience program and I think they’d really like it

Sam:

•Once again not super academic but he liked math well enough and his teachers mostly liked him

•Also into computer programming, as well as graphic/game design

•Part of the chess club

Brick:

•Obviously in JROTC and enjoyed history classes

•Also loved art a lot, told his dad he took it for a credit but he just likes it

•Was the waterboy for the football team, moved onto wrestling at some point

Anne Maria:

•The only classes she liked were choir and her study hall period

•Was captain of the softball team though; tried out for cheerleading but didn’t make the cut and now holds a grudge against them

•Cut class half the time

Mike:

•Didn’t like most of his classes except for Film & TV and Guitar

•Part of the color-guard, also on the wrestling team because there was no kickboxing team

•Part of the A/V club

Jo:

•Hated her core classes but loved gym

•Only female member of the football team, co-captain with Lightning

•Took an automotive mechanics class because she needed to fill her schedule and liked it

Scott:

•Barely scraped by in his classes by cheating

•Would play a sport but he hates team work

•In agriscience program with Dawn and beefs with her constantly

Zoey:

•Really good at English and History but not STEM classes

•Obviously a huge art kid, also in film & TV with Mike, they make short films together

•Also in colorguard, yippee!! And technical theatre, I think she’d be a dresser

Lightning:

•Really not good at any of his classes, he has others do his work for him so his grades stay high enough to play football

•Co-captain of the football team with Jo, he hates it sm

•Takes dance classes; says it’s for credit but it’s not

Cameron:

•Big STEM enjoyer, he’s great at statistics and all kinds of science

•In B’s robotics club but he never goes to competition because it makes him nervous

•Captain of the chess team, he and Sam play together

[flaphack]

can we finally talk abt how stupid it is that BoB gave bill cipher a backstory or is it still too soon

[evil-alex]

im js Like him fr!

hope this hasn't been done before

[bigboobshaunt]

Finished RER2! I'm happy I finally got to the end, after stopping late into it the first time I played it.

I find it and its predecessor to be really underrated, especially in the story department. It doesn't help that they never developed the massive bombshell that they dropped in the stinger to the true ending, and seeing how 7+8 turned out... I don't think they ever will, and that bums me out.

[rustyelias]

Watching you live blog rqg while I am on *checks notes* ep 38 so it’s mostly just a wall of blocked “rqg spoilers” tagged posts with the occasional snatch of zero context screaming.

10/10 best fandom experience, I am vaguely aware that very bad things are coming to my blorbos, with no idea of what or how soon…/pos

BSJDKDKDKD oh am I SO excited for you!! :)

[ijustthinkevilunoisneat]

© TQSherwood

[evil-alex]

GIGGLING GIGGLING GIGGLING JI OOVE GABV1EL IK LOVE THEM MWAH MWAH MWAH YAYAYAYA!1!!1!!1 JUMPING WIUTH JOY

im not normal about these two

[swiftzeldas]

love rewatching lost because so many great characters are about to get introduced

[joshujihan23]

You’re safe with me

☆ pairing: mafia boss!seungcheol x girlfriend!reader

☆ synopsis: the mafia scene was something that isn’t unfamiliar to you since your boyfriend is THE mafia boss, so is it surprising that you got involved as well?

☆ trigger warning: mentions of violence, abuse, torture, blood, degrading terms such as weak, mentions of injuries such as bruises, cuts, scars.

☆ author’s note: my LONGESTT fic yet. not sure how i feel about this.. do let me know how it is!

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you were overwhelmed with fear, your eyes shielded by the numerous tears filling your eyelids, dripping down your cheeks simultaneously.

you were exhausted. frightened. nervous, anything relating to fear.

your hands were tied with thick, rough rope, and trapped behind the chair you were sitting on. your legs scarred, filled with bruises and cuts from the whips given by his enemy’s subjects. their sinister laughs, their amused expressions, were printed in your brain.

and the scene when you got kidnapped, was replaying again and again. apparently seungcheol betrayed his best friend, alex. and his revenge? kidnap his love of his life, torture his beloved, until seungcheol strikes a deal with him.

and best believe, you knew who the enemy was. the person that ‘fought for you’ against seungcheol.

which in the end, seungcheol won.

and he is here today to get his revenge, after he has risen in placings in the mafia scene.

but whatever that got you in this situation didn’t matter to you at that point. the pain, the fear in you, took over your mind, leaving you to dread whatever that was coming up next.

you heard footsteps approaching, slowly but firmly. you sighed with a shaky breath, preparing yourself for the worst.

it has been hours, and seungcheol hasn’t arrive.

and that is killing you slowly but surely.

just then, you felt a hand, rough and callous, grip onto your cheek. you winced, looking up at him weakly.

only to see that it was alex, with an evil smirk plastered across his face.

you gulped, trying to move your face out of his grip.

only for him to return with a harsh slap across your cheek, making you yelp in pain.

“your prince charming isn’t coming, love. just give it up.” he snickered.

“he will, he definitely will..” you mumbled.

his eyes gazed down your figure, his smirk widening as he does so. he took a step forward, his tall figure standing before you, making you gulp. he grabbed onto your cheek harshly, his cold hand come into contact with the small bruise forming on your cheek from all the torture you’ve been facing, making you wince.

that made alex chuckle darkly, giving you another slap across your cheek.

“such a weak woman, are you? need your knight in shining armour to continuously save you. guess what, pretty? he isn’t coming.” he said in a mocking tone, his eyes shifting to the orange glow at the corner of the dark, eerie warehouse.

the sun is setting. is seungcheol not going to come soon?

before you could even turn to face the sun ray creeping into the warehouse, you felt alex harshly gripping onto your chin.

his face inched closer to you, his breath hitting the tip of your nose gently, a stark contrast to his menacing gaze.

“i fought so hard. i fought so hard so that you could be mine. but what did my dear best friend do? steal you from me. if you were mine, we won’t be having this issue here, darling.” he spoke, his voice low and dark.

he let out another dark chuckle, his other hand gripping onto your thigh tightly.

“now, let me enjoy this time with you. the time which i longed for for all these gruelling years..”

his voice lingered at the end of the sentence. before you could even say anything, he smashed his lips onto you, making you yelp. panicked, you started to fumble on the chair, making some efforts to remove the string that tied both of hands behind your back.

but alex didn’t back down. in fact, he grabbed your cheek harshly with his hand, while using the other to hold your body down on the flimsy chair.

before you knew it, you felt his cold hand playing with the hem of your shirt, as it creeped underneath it. feeling the chills going up your body from the sudden contact, you yelped, but was quickly silenced when he bit your lip recklessly, penetrating his tongue into your mouth, exploring every single inch of it.

you tried, you tried everything in your ability to stop him. you wanted to yank your leg forward to kick him, but his grip on your thigh was so, so strong.

and that’s when you heard a rip.

puzzled, you looked down, only to see that your shirt had rip, due to how old the material was.

alex cackled, his eyes widening in disbelief.

“lord and behold, such smooth and milky skin. tempting, are we?” he growled.

his lips returned to attack yours, his fingertips grazing against your chest, making shivers go down your spine.

“don’t be scared, sweetie, let me take care of you.”

and that moment, you hear gun shots fire right outside the warehouse. cursing under his breath, you could almost see the screws in his brain turning, as he continued to make out with you.

“shh, don’t be frightened, princess. let me just feel you a bit more.”

his hands creeped down your body, reaching against your thigh. he squeezed it harshly, making you flinch. he hiked your skirt up swiftly, his fingers brushing against your inner thigh.

no. he can’t do this. he just can’t.

you tried to shake him off, but he just won’t budge. feeling the tears trickling down your cheeks, you heard the large, wooden door burst open.

“get your hands off her.”

startled, you saw that alex turned his head, his smirk widening.

your eyes glanced to the door as well, and you couldn’t be more relieved.

seungcheol, standing right there, with all his other members.

alex got off of you, brushing his hands together, while walking towards seungcheol with a menacing grin.

“well, well, well. look who we have here?” alex announced.

you saw seungcheol whispering to his other members, as they began to scatter.

“let’s end this with a duel, the first to surrender, loses.” seungcheol declared, his right hand playing with his gun skilfully.

“fine, but no weapons, fair and square.” alex rebutted, throwing his gun aside.

“deal.”

and it all began, the fistfighting. the two men began throwing punches at each other, kicking the other with full force. seungcheol swung a fist against alex’s cheek, making alex return with a strong kick against his legs.

invested in the fight, you didn’t realise that your hands were free, and a pair of arms wrapped around you.

you turned around, to see that it was jeonghan, seungcheol’s most trusted member, and certainly your favourite except for seungcheol.

he placed a hand on your head, trying to reassure you as much as he could.

“you’re safe with us. your injuries, does it hurt, how much does it hurt.”

with this many questions, you could guess that he was trying to distract you from the fight. but your eyes remain glued onto the two men, who behaved relatively animalistic.

seungcheol seemed like he was winning, until alex kicked onto his leg harshly, making his knees buckle. he knelt in front of him, before alex pulled out a knife from his pocket, grazing it against seungcheol’s neck.

“it’s over, buddy. just give up and give me your girl, and we’ll be all good.”

your eyes widened, you wanted to go to him, but jeonghan pulled you back, telling you that it was too dangerous. but seungcheol kept his menacing gaze, his eyes fixed onto alex.

“you will never get her, you aren’t good enough for her.”

you heard seungcheol wince, watching closely, the knife dug deeper in his neck, blood dripping onto the knife slowly.

frightened, you did the thing that only seemed right to you, although it might be deemed as rash.

you escaped from jeonghan’s arms, scurrying onto the floor, and

BANG.

the shot fired, silencing the entire room.

the entire room stood still, almost as if time has stopped.

the body fell on the ground, limp and bleeding, but he was still breathing, since his chest was still rising, slowly but surely.

your hands clenched onto the pistol, your hands shaking from the shock you have. your eyes darted around, only to land on seungcheol.

his facial expression was unreadable, the blood on his neck still dripping.

and that made a wave of fear rush over you, as you watch seungcheol walk towards you.

“i-i’m sorry i didn’t know why i did that i-i was just so scared i’m so-”

and that’s when you felt his soft lips on yours, his hands wrapping around your waist gently. his kiss was so soft, so gentle, yet there’s a lingering feeling of possessive, protectiveness.

at the familiar touch, you gave in immediately, returning the kiss.

breaking away, he placed his forehead against yours, taking that moment to calm his breathing.

“you did the right thing, princess. if it weren’t for you, i would have lost you completely. you’re so brave, so so brave.” his hand ran through the strands of your hair, brushing it away from you.

he looked down, seeing the complete mess that you were in. the torn shirt, the crumped skirt, and most importantly, your injured body, his heart broke almost immediately.

he took off his jacket, wrapping it around your body, making you wear it.

“it’s going to be cold, wear this so that you won’t fall sick, alright?” he mumbled, his sweet tone lingering in the air.

“cheollie..” you sighed shakily, your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to you. you buried your head into his neck, feeling his blood trickling on your neck. you held onto him tightly, your breath becoming more and more shaky from fear.

that absolutely broke seungcheol’s heart. the only times when you actually called him ‘cheollie’, was when you were scared, when you had so much fear in you it hurts his heart. that made him pull you closer to him, as if he was protecting you from the rest of the world.

“you’re safe with me now, princess. i’ll protect you better, i swear.” he mumbled, his breath tickling your ear gently.

“sorry to.. ruin the moment. but what are we doing with this animal?”

the both of you turned around, to see joshua leaning forward, watching alex carefully while kicking his unconscious body.

“leave him here, we’ll teach him a lesson.” seungcheol spoke, in such a simple, yet evil tone.

he turned his attention to you again, his eyes softening at the sight of your tear-filled, doe eyes.

“i have one favour of you. tell me everything he did, and that will determine my punishment for him tomorrow.”

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the soft music of the movie played in the background, the sweet scent of the candle he lit up filled the room.

after the both of you got home, he immediately carried you in bridal style, and towards your bedroom. he sat you down on the mattress, while examining the state that you are in.

the bright, bruising red mark on your cheeks, the ones that he always hold on to seek comfort. your torn shirt, the shirt that you always told him not to throw away because it meant so much to you, but because of today, it got destroyed. your thigh, covered in red marks, with bruises and cuts trailing down your leg, the pair of legs he just loves to touch because it was just so, so soft.

and most importantly, your lips. the pinkish, soft lips that he loves to connect his lips with, was now bruised, swollen, and split.

he cupped your cheeks, gently so that it won’t trigger any pain when he did so. but seeing you wince softly at the touch, his heart immediately broke.

he placed his forehead against yours, letting out a shaky sigh.

“fuck, i didn’t want this job of mine to danger you. what did i do.. i’m so sorry princess. i’m so sorry..” he mumbled gently, his eyes tracing your face.

your gaze was locked onto his, watching his eyes soften as he examined your injuries. seeing the guilt building in him, you quickly placed a finger on his lips, shushing him.

“don’t be, at least i’m safe with you now, right?” you replied, your lips brushing against his.

seungcheol let out another shaky sigh, placing a peck on your lips, giving himself a reminder that you are actually safe with him.

“you’re right, you’re so so right. let me take care of you, please. i need to see you feel better before i can do so myself.” he whispered, his hand grasping onto yours gently.

seungcheol stood up, taking one last look at you, before he walked off to the bathroom. a few moments later, you see him walking back towards you, with a basin filled with water and washcloth in one hand, and the first aid kit in the other.

he sat in front of you, his weight sinking the bed down slightly. he placed the basin on the bedside table, dipping the cloth into it. he wrung it gently, as he brought it closer to your face.

“this is going to sting, be strong for me, okay?” he mumbled gently, waiting for your approval while he continued to stare into your eyes.

when you nodded, he sighed softly, dabbing the wet cloth onto the wounds on your face. feeling the sting, you hissed, your hands clenching onto his arm.

he stopped for a moment, watching how your face clenched up, your eyes closing a little from the pain.

“i know i know, it hurts right? i’ll be quick, i promise.” he said reassuringly.

he seemed to treat your injuries pretty quickly, and before you know it, he was already done. your body was filled with bandages, small plasters, and oilment to treat the bruises. he placed the cloth back in the basin, placing a gentle kiss on your lips.

“you did so well, princess. so good for me.” he praised, a small smile forming on his lips.

you gave him a smile in return, before kneeling forward, while placing a hand on his chest. your eyes was fixated on the scar on his neck, the one he got while he was in the fight with alex.

“relax baby, now it’s my turn to take care of you.” you said softly, holding onto the wet cloth, the same one he used to wipe off the dried blood.

your actions made seungcheol chuckle, his eyes glued to every little detail that you did.

“alright princess, i’ll be good.” he replied, another chuckle escaping from his lips.

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you treated his injuries pretty quickly, while he took the moment to order some food for the both of you to eat.

after all, after a day of fighting and torture, the least the both of you could do was to eat.

and the food came pretty quickly, with the both of you sitting on the couch in the room, with a movie playing in the background, cuddled in each other’s arm, while eating the fried chicken from your favourite restaurant.

taking a piece of chicken, seungcheol placed the meat at your mouth, waiting for you to eat it.

“say ahh~” seungcheol cooed, making you giggle, as you at the chicken.

“i’ll never believe how the most powerful mafia in this country is the softest person when it came to his girlfriend.” you teased, placing your head on his chest.

seungcheol chuckled, his fingers running through your hair, while he admired your facial features.

“well, although you had the mafia boss wrapped around that little finger of yours, you should know that you are in fact, the safest person that anyone can be on this planet, when you’re with me.”

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bonus:

seungcheol walked into the warehouse, seeing that jeonghan and joshua has already tied alex up on the chair, the same chair you sat on yesterday.

“p-please let me go! i’m so sorry for kidnapping y/n let me go please..” alex begged, his eyes desperate and pleading.

seungcheol only let out a mocking laugh, his hand twirling the gun in his hand around.

“y/n shared with me everything that you did, now let’s do the punishment according, shall we?” seungcheol looked at jeonghan and joshua, who gave a knowing, yet menacing smile.

“should’ve known before you kidnapped the girlfriend of the most powerful mafia.” joshua said, while trying to hold back his laughter.

“and trying to win her back? you’re pathetic, even for a normal human being.” jeonghan added, while cracking his knuckles.

seungcheol walked closer to alex, his eyes eyeing down at the man, who seemed smaller, and more afraid, making him laugh once again.

“let’s make it quick and easy. i need to get back to my love. where should we start?”

[h0ll0wt0wn]

Hollowtown: Entry 0

Written by h0ll0wt0wn

drawn by Villainous Victor and h0ll0wt0wn

youtube videos referenced by z0mgbananas and Chills on youtube

Characters used: Slenderman by Victor Surge. Lazari natalie swann from I eat pasta for breakfast. Kate by Slender the eight pages and the arrival. That old guy from Fathom: A slenderman short film. Carmen by @vluisasantiago of Redredhat. The Operator by Marble Hornets. Gorr'Rylaehotep by (This is the only dark harvest creator with a tumblr Im aware of) @heathermooch of Darkharvest00. Evil by I eat pasta for breakfast. Toby Rogers of creepypasta. Nina the killer of creepypasta. Likeness used for page 6 by @forgottenporkbun Alex Hera by @therealalexhera Slendermane by Mlp fandom. Enderman by minecraft. Baldi by Baldi's basics in education and learning. Smilingsnatcher by @pastraspec Rolling Giant by The Oldest View. Bon by the Walten Files. Man in the suit by Unknowingly. Digitomo by @angelddreaming Ghost by @dangerbizz

Lazari Lucias Hollow by Hollowtown. Releasing June 30th.

Happy birthday Slendy you tall glass of water.

I think... Im gonna consider this my contribution to Slender for Gender. Kind of. I know it was made after I found out that event was beginning to day but... I hope this helps.

Slender is not a man, but a mythos shaped by everything he has done for us and vice versa. It's more important now than ever to make sure that everyone gets to explore his forest.

Please donate if you can. And to any trans folks reading this

Slenderman himself loves you.

Enjoy the sweet 16 everybody.

[evil-alex]

i love gabv1el