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' i think you deserve a happy ending. '

      it’s  the  last  thing  he  expects  to  hear.  their  final  moments  are  never  pleasant,  least  of  all  when  they  know  they’ll  be  thrust  right  back  into  one  of  these  seemingly  endless  trials,  fighting  to  escape  a  bloody,  painful  sacrifice  at  the  spider - like  tendrils  of  an  unnamed  and  brutal  entity.  light  is  fading  fast  as  blood  pours  from  his  abdomen,  wrought  open  by  a  hungry,  whirring  blade ;  pale  fingers  tremble  in  futile  attempts  to  press  his  innards  back  into  the  gaping  incision,  slick  with  blood  that  spills  forth  with  each  ever - slowing  beat  of  his  heart.  his  consciousness  is  fading,  and  with  it,  his  sight,  the  omnipresent  fog  encroaching  on  the  edges  of  his  vision.  

       he’s  spent  so  long  idealizing  his  own  death  that  the  thought  no  longer  fazes  him,  even  brings  a  sick  sense  of  relief  —–  but  the  entity  has  other  plans,  and  with  each  sacrifice  comes  the  moment  when  his  eyes  open  and  his  lungs  once  more  gasp  for  breath,  limbs  coated  in  a  thin  veneer  of  sweet  as  he  awakens  by  the  campfire. 

       does  anyone  even  miss  him?  does  anyone  even  know  he’s  gone?  even  Natalie,  sweet  Natalie,  would  inevitably  forget  her  older  brother  and  move  on  with  her  life,  fill  the  resulting  hole  with  someone  more  deserving  of  her  attention.  

       and  when  the  entity  finally  realizes  that  the  hope  it  feeds  on,  little  by  little,  had  left  his  heart  long  ago,  he  wonders  if  the  others  trapped  in  this  nightmarish  realm  would  remember  him,  or  simply  move  on  as  well.  

     he’s  silent  as  he  allows  himself  a  few  final  breaths,  his  slim  frame  gradually  slouching  against  the  dusty  wooden  paneling  and  eventually  growing  still,  glossy  blue  eyes  left  to  eternally  stare  out  into  the  dark  mist.  

      i  don’t  believe  in  happy  endings.  

      and  i  certainly  don’t  deserve  one.  

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    the thing that really tears me apart about august is that he really does have a lot of untapped potential that only shines through in his work with vic and june.  he has fantastic vision in all of his films, but he never received any encouragement or interest from his family, aside from natalie.  this has, of course, destroyed any sense of self-worth or confidence in his abilities, and he’ll be damned before he lets anyone point out his accomplishments.  he never heard it from the people he needed the most; he’s not gonna take it from anyone else. 

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weird early flex but uhh @falseprayers  :^) 

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"homo" is a slur jsyk

    i’m literally an openly gay man what do you want from me

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silent hill zero    track xi

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No, I actually meant his genderbent verse if he has one

      i don’t have one because genderbending / cisswapping is inherently transphobic and my homo ass ain’t touchin’ that with a ten foot pole.

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a  moodboard  about  my  muse’s  home  aesthetic.  /   @megkits

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a  moodboard  about  my  muse’s  fashion  style.  /   @adrenal

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Tell us about the female version of your character!

    i’m sorry, but i’m not sure what this means.

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meg thomas.‌  /  and  i  will  run  fast,  outlast  everyone  that  said  no.

       ‘ then i’ll go. runnin’s kinda my thing. ’  she scowls at him as she presses her hands against the cold, cold rock of the asylum walls ( the chapel , this time ; seems the entity had a sick sense of humor when she said she’d swear to god for a chance out ). between the two of them, they had only managed to get TWO generators up. enough for the hatch – but not for the gates. there was no way , with the NURSE’S screams heard in the distance , that they were both getting out of there alive. nea and adam had fallen faster than they expected to , at no fault of their own .

     ‘ the hatch is in the center of the chapel, underneath a pew, ’  meg tells him, wiping the blood from her nose. she’d already been hooked once before august had pulled her off. ‘ i’ll go. you stay. wait five seconds after you hear me scream. and then book it. ’

    ‘  wh-- wait,  what?  ’    disbelief  contorts  pallid  features,  brows  furrowed  over  sunken  blue  eyes.  she’s  not  going  to  take  the  fall  for  this  --  and  certainly  not  for  the  likes  of  him.  in  truth,  he  doesn’t  offer  much  to  their  ragtag  group,  more  or  less  a  cowardly  fourth  wheel  able  to  easily  tinker  with  gens  and  little  else.  it  was  only  due  to  Meg’s  stamina  that  he’d  been  given  enough  time  to  complete  their  second  one.  if  their  positions  had  been  switched,  they’d  have  both  been  dead  by  now.  

     ‘  no,  listen,  i’m  not--  i’m  not  that  fast.  i  won’t  make  it. ’   and  don’t  you  say  i  will.   ‘  but  i  can  lead  her  far  enough  that  she  won’t  get  to  you  in  time.  ’  

    he’s  watched  far  more  deserving  people  die  in  his  stead  too  many  times.

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‘ you think running will help? ’

      it’s  been  an  exceptionally  long  and  arduous  trial,  with  two  fellow  survivors  gone  in  the  blink  of  an  eye.  escape  doesn’t  seem  likely  –  not  with  the  nurse’s  telltale  shrieks  piercing  the  night  air,  and  not  with  the  injuries  they  can’t  tend  to,  lest  they  give  away  their  hiding  spot.  his  hands  are  shaking,  back  pressed  almost  painfully  against  the  brick  wall ;  if  nothing  else,  he  can  buy  her  enough  time  to  find  that  goddamn  hatch,  but-----

     you  think  running  will  help?  

     running  never  helps.  everything  catches  up  to  you  eventually.  

     ‘  no,  i  don’t.   but  i  don’t  think  we  have  another  option.  ’

    silent hill.   /   @megkits

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i’m never satisfied with tags:  a sequel.

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Jake Abel for Teen Vogue April 2013 (x)

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dbd  verses  in  the  works!  

survivor.  the film student.  a quiet, rather forgettable young man, aiming to get things done quickly and quietly and get the hell out.

     perks:  dropout,  gone viral,  in focus.

killer.  the voyeur.  a lonely, twisted soul, able to track and keep tabs on survivors. 

     perks:  found footage,  lens glare,  rewind.

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     don’t   you  dare  say  i’m  gonna  make  it ,  ‘cause  i  don’t  believe  a  word  you  say.  there’s  a  sickness  living  inside  me ;  you  can  spare  me  all  your  sympathy.   /    multiverse  horror  oc.  written  by  cole.

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