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HAII DO YOU HAVE ANY SOUTHERN GOTHIC BLINKIES / GRAPHICS??

I am not southern or gothic but hopefully I was able to find what you wanted

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Another lineup of the creeps completed ♨︎_♨︎

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“ermmmm marble hornets isn’t creepypasta, tim, brian, and toby would never interact, and masky and hoodie aren’t prox-“ ☝️🤓

*banging pots and pans together* CLANG 💥CLANG 💥CLANG 💥CLANG 💥CLANG 💥 OHHHHH MY GOSH I KNOWWWW!!!!!!!!!! I KNOWWW!!!!!! OKAY??? ITS CALLED AN AU!!!!! ITS AN AU!!!! ITS AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE WHERE I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT!!!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!

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on my way to beat up my followers

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Tim Wright from Marble Hornets would punch a nazi!

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I’m an idiot. And i am always local. Check out your window.

Do you ever wonder why you chose your username? Like, what they heck is could mean? Like I chose it because I thought it was cool(and I still do), but like. Who the fuck is the mother of horror?

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you punch nazis!

(requested by anonymous)

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the gang,, spin,,

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Hihi!! Do you think you could maybe do father figure tim wright reacting to his kid (reader) sneaking out? :> Thank u! ^^

MORE ANGST??? MORE DAD ANGST???

cooking up something devious rn >:)

Idk what to Title this :)

Walking alongside the beat up pavement, you slowly dragged yourself toward the inevitable. Tim had texted you a few hours ago, asking where you had been. After you saw the notification on your Lock Screen, you knew that you were done for.

It had been a quiet evening in the small cabin. Toby and Brian were out and about, some random last minute mission. Kate was currently away at another mission, while Cody had locked himself away to work on a science project. You, bored out of your skull, had only been mindlessly scrolling through social media when you decided to leave.

Thinking a little, you knew that Tim wouldn’t want you leaving this late (unless it would have been work related). So, you took to being a normal and reckless teen, opening your window and jumping down, running off into the woods.

That was three hours ago.

You had been laying on a rock, looking up at the star, mapping out the galaxy in your mind. The constellations captivated your mind, allowing their stories to play out in dramatic scenes. You smiled, taking notice of the brightly lit North Star, remembering how it had saved you on many occasions.

A loud ‘buzz’ had knocked you out of your daze, glancing down at the phone to see a message from Tim. Without even reading it, you knew you were screwed. Something just screamed at you, telling you that he knew you had snuck out and would be in loads of trouble.

Picking up the device, you unlocked it and looked at the message. ‘Get home. Now.’ It was simple and too the point. Letting out a sigh, you took one look back up at the stars before making your way back to the cabin.

That brings us to the present, standing in front of the dimly lit run down cabin. From the outside, it didn’t even look inhabitable. Walking up the stairs, each one creaking under your weight, you grabbing your key. Unlocking the door and turning the knob, you took a few breathes, trying to mentally prepare yourself for the lecture.

Pushing open the heavy door, you could see Tim sitting out the kitchen island, his face hidden in shadows. You swiftly entered and shut the door behind, locking it and straightening your posture.

“Uhh…hey,” you murmured. Was he angry? Upset? Worried? The shadows cast down on Tim made it impossible to even see his face.

“Where’d you go?” The southern drawl to his voice ever apparent as you shuddered. He was so serious!

“Just for a walk,” I responded, slinking up to the island and grabbing a glass out of the cupboard. “Wanted to get out, clear my head,” you stated as you filled the cup with water.

“Listen, I’m not going to lecture you,” your eyes widened slightly at his response, “but please, you have got to tell someone when you leave.”

“Huh?” You tilted your head to the side, earning a sigh from him. He rubbed his hands over his face, massaging the area around his eyes.

“Just…tell someone where you’re going, ok? I understand that you…you aren’t a little kid anyone,” the words were quiet and soft, uncharacteristic from the normal gruff tone.

“Yeah, I’m basically an adult,” you giggled, walking over and resting on the counter.

“Not to me, to me…you’re a kid,” Tim looked up at you, a tired look in his eyes. “I can’t control you, what you do, say, think. You’re getting older, and I have to accept that,” he sounded almost heartbroken. A soft smile made its way to your face as you looked at Tim, seeing his glaze casted downward.

“You’re a kid to me, always will be,” he said, referring to how young you were when you first met. You really weren’t that young, only 14. But that had been so long ago, it felt like a lifetime.

“I might not always be your little girl who you get to show how to use a gun,” you smiled, looking at the water in your glass, “but, I’ll always be your kid. Blood or not, you’re stuck with me.”

Tim laughed, rolling his eyes at you. He didn’t want to get rid of you, and he’d kill anyone who tried to take you from the little family in the woods.

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anyone else use police sirens / sirens in general to help them sleep or calm themselves down?

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Polyhornets but the operator thinks he's involved

He isn't, he just thinks he is

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my dumbass took FOREVER to realize alex’s birthday is april 4th which is why it’s such a big date in the story i am so stupid (what makes it worse is that that is also MY birthday)

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I wish I could make edits but I’m stupid and so I just have this one idea of ‘I love you like an alcoholic’ but the first part with the ‘I need you like a broken leg’ and it’s tim/masky because of the broken leg bit AGHHHHHHH

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everyone was asking for bray so i give u.,,.,.. big jock brian

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Decline