#alex kralie x you

[eldritch-nightmare]

Could I request some headcanons for the MH characters and how they'd react to their s/o dying due to the Operator sickness (just to make it more challenging, let's say Alex didn't do it)

a/n: you most certainly can omg i love writing mcd and angst!! i literally dropped everything i was doing to write this so i hope you enjoy!!

marble hornets characters reacting to their s/o dying due to operator sickness.

warnings: major character death, swearing, blood, vomit, coughing, sleep deprivation, gn!reader, death is mainly unspecified but alex isn't the cause, jessica's actually made me feel sad i wanna hug her.

JAY MERRICK.

You stuck by Jay's side since the beginning of all of this, helping him with finding more tapes and piecing together the clues of the mystery that is Marble Hornets.

Even when things got bad, you and Jay stuck together.

You guys were worried, obviously, when you both started to experience symptoms of the sickness, but neither of you allowed it to slow you down.

Unfortunately, the sickness was taking a heavy toll on you more than it was Jay at this point, and it was starting to show.

You could barely sleep most days, but with the sickness, sleeping was like an oasis in the middle of a desert.

And the day you died, you were running on no sleep. It had been... a while since you had last been able to sleep. You were at death's doorstep, but neither you nor Jay were ready to admit it.

Your death had been... peaceful, in the end.

You were in the car with Jay. You weren't sure where you two were going, but you knew that Tim was driving behind you guys. The weight of everything felt so heavy on your shoulders, and you could just... feel yourself drifting off. You knew you more than likely weren't going to wake up if you closed your eyes, so with the last of your strength, you caught Jay's attention and just oh so softly whispered, 'I love you.' before your eyes shut and you slumped against the window of the car.

Jay pulled over immediately because he knew that something was wrong. He tried performing CPR on you, but you didn't come back. And the Operator just had to choose this moment specifically to show up, so Tim had to physically drag Jay away from your body so the two could get away.

The Operator took your body, and Jay followed you into the afterlife soon after.

ALEX KRALIE.

Well first off congrats on not being killed by Alex, I guess. No, you die early on.

But he didn't kill you. He didn't get the chance. He was going to, trust me, but it seems your body just couldn't handle the sickness like everyone else.

That doesn't make it any less painful for Alex to watch. He loves you so much, so of course your death is going to hit him.

Seeing you vomit blood as your eyes roll to the back of your head and your body started to convulse... it was terrible.

And he wanted to help you, he did! He wanted to do something to save your life but...

Perhaps... it would be better if he didn't...

Watching you die is something that'll haunt his dreams for sure, and your death will definitely motivate him to achieve his goal and it'll spur him further into the mindset of 'everyone in contact with anyone who has the sickness needs to die'.

And he'll blame Tim for your death, period.

Even if it isn't Tim's fault, it is. Alex simply cannot blame anyone else.

He knows that it was wrong to watch you die and not do anything to help, but... it was the right thing to do. Surely, you would have understood, right?

TIM WRIGHT.

His biggest fear was you dying because of all of this.

At first, most of his fear stemmed from him apparently having an alter ego of sorts that doesn't recognize the people he knows and is violent. He was worried that he'd end up hurting you when in this state of mind.

That fear transitioned away from that when this alter ego went dormant. Instead, it just became a natural fear of you getting injured.

He didn't want you to involve yourself in this because he knew it would be dangerous, but you insisted and he can't exactly stop you.

So when you die? Right in front of him? Choking on your own vomit and blood?

Well, he'd simply blame himself.

It's his fault that everyone is involved in all of this in the first place. If he had just... never made any friends, everyone would still be alive.

It's his fault. His fault that you died. He'll never get to see you again. He'll never get to hear your laugh or see the sparkle in your eyes.

He couldn't even get you a proper funeral because the Operator took your body. You're gone. You're gone.

Alex is right. It really is his fault.

BRIAN THOMAS.

Brian knew getting involved with you doomed you to your fate, but he's more selfish than he lets on.

He couldn't let you go. Even after he assumed the persona of Hoodie, he wanted you in his life.

He did his best to take care of you when the sickness started taking its toll on you. He made sure to steal some of Tim's pills for the two of you to take, he kept you hydrated and he was very adamant about you not touching his camera.

He concealed most of his worry because he knew that being openly worried would only make you worry.

His biggest concern was Alex finding you. If Alex knew where you were, he wouldn't hesitate to take your life, so Brian made sure he never even filmed anywhere near where he kept you.

That being said, because of everything going on, Brian can't be with you all the time.

And you die while he's gone.

He returns to the abandoned building to find it empty. You were nowhere in sight, and immediate panic overtook whatever other thoughts were going on in his mind as he tore the place apart trying to find you. The only thing left in your place was one of his spare cameras.

Dread immediately settles in alongside his panic as he watches the latest tape on the camera, and that's when he sees it. You, with tears streaming down your face as you struggle to force back a violent cough fit. You confessed to him that you hadn't been taking the pills he'd been giving you, instead always sneaking them back into the bottle so Brian would have more to take for himself. And you cry, telling Brian that you're sorry and that you love him before you drop the camera and fall to the ground as a violent coughing fit begins to take over.

Brian has to look away from the screen because seeing you die is not something he can handle. He only looks back when you stop coughing. Your body wasn't in the frame anymore. It's safe to assume that the Operator took you.

Brian sorta just... goes numb, to be honest. There's no other way to describe it, really. He just exists, and then he dies.

JESSICA LOCKE.

Oh Shit. Oh God, what the hell? What's going on?

Poor girl doesn't even know what's happening for most of the time she's there and now her lover just collapsed to the ground and started to cough up blood.

She tries her hardest to offer her support, holding your hair back and trying to help you ride out this coughing fit but it just gets worse the longer you cough.

She's in tears as she tells you to just hold on, scrambling to search for anything she could use to call an ambulance to get you some help.

She even tries carrying you, but she's also dealing with the sickness and is in a weakened state so all she can do is watch in horror as your coughing gets worse.

Then the vomiting starts, and there's no way a human can survive vomiting up so much blood.

Please don't die. Please, she can't lose you. She can't do this without you! You have to stay alive, you have to stay with her! You can push through this, she knows you can! Just focus on her voice, okay?

But her pleas mean nothing in the end.

In the end, your body gives out on you and you breath your last breath in the arms of your girlfriend as she cries, begging you to stay with her.

And when all of this is over, she has no memory of your death. Tim tells her that you left. She'll never know the truth of what actually happened.

[whaleofatjme1920]

Kinktober Day 15: Bad Habits [Alex Kralie X F!Reader]

Warnings: Hate sex, degradation, breeding and creampies MINORS DNI

AN: Kind of a continuation from a previous kinktober fic??

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Reblogs are appreciated!

You knew it was a bad idea when it first entered your head. Still, you got in your car and drove over to your agreed spot, a parking lot in the middle of the woods, after you sent him a text on his shitty burner phone. He wanted to meet you, of course he did, and you did too. You couldn't help yourself, and neither could he.

You parked a few spots away from him and felt the dread in your lower stomach and also the familiar pang of hunger, a near insatiable lust as you drew nearer and nearer to him.

Neither of you said a word when you rounded his car and slid into the passenger seat. You could smell cigarettes wafting in the air and feel the cold leather underneath you, and you could see the stupid little pine tree air freshener bounce when the two of you lunged for each other in a heated gnashing of teeth. The two of you were like animals attempting to fight to the death as he pulled at your hair and forced you into the backseat.

You hissed and scratched at him roughly, lust and anger swirling in your gaze when he pushed you hard into the backseat. He didn't care if it brought you any pain or bruised you in any shape or form, you were not to be treated delicately in times like these. He wanted to use you for nothing more then stress relief, like a pretty piece of furniture of a fun new appliance for him, and you wanted to be part of his world, if only as a fixture.

You felt your legs spread apart and you attempted to keep him out. It's always been more fun to make him wait and work for it. You growled softly when you see him unzip himself. "You're so pathetic," you spit when you see his hard cock waiting for you.

He rolls his eyes and sneers at you as he pushes up his glasses. Alex doesn't care about what you think, but when you insult him, he feels his ego singed. "Shut your goddamn mouth," he replies, his voice dripping venom, "you're the cumslut that keeps coming back to me." Alex lines himself up with you for a moment before his fingers fall between your legs. It's not like he'd bother with any foreplay, not at a time like this. His index and middle fingers trace your lips and he spreads you open. "You're already soaking for me, practically asking for it..."

Heat floods your face as you look away from his piercing gaze. "Shut up," you defend yourself. You attempt to wriggle away from him and put some distance between the two of you. But Alex's grip is too tight. He reprimands you, growling and ready to bite into your neck as he crudely forces your legs upwards and shoves his cock inside of you.

"You're tight," he moans before laughing slightly, amused at how he can't easily slide inside of you. He digs his nails into your thighs and ignores your cries of annoyance at how he's folding you. Your skin presses against the leather seats and the car starts to rock. "Tight and ready to be round with my kid," he mutters to himself.

Your eyes widen in pleasure as he presses deeper and deeper inside of you, your pussy taking him as deep as you possibly can. You moan, a guttural sound, still cursing his name as he smacks his hips against yours. Your pussy gushes sweet liquid all around him. You don't care that he'll complain about you staining his seats again, all you know is that he feels too good and you can't deny him any further. You dig your nails into him where you can, unamused that he's still wearing his hoodie. You claw at the back of his neck and clutch him, your nails running through his brown hair and marking him for everyone to see.

"I hate you," you cry out as your pussy tightens around his cock. You can feel every inch of him, his thick, girthy cock. He strokes inside of you perfectly even though he's not the lengthiest of men that you've laid with. His veins rub along your walls perfectly, and your greedy cunt can't get enough of him. You moan again as you feel him get closer and closer.

"I think you're gonna cum for me, aren't ya? Hate me that much but you'll still cum on my cock," he taunts you more. He wants to come undone, but not until you do so first. "I'll fill you up with my cum and give you a kid that looks just like me," he rambles. "Come on, cum for me and I'll give you what you want."

You lean your head back and screech, your most animalistic tendencies surfacing as you wildly thrash against him. Your body takes him, and suddenly, it all snaps. You feel yourself gushing with white hot pleasure and your pussy convulsing around his cock. You're squeezing him and already attempting to milk him for everything he's got. Through your orgasm, you curse him in every which way you can think of.

Alex revels in this. He feels such deep pleasure over this amount of control over your body and he grins. "Couldn't resist yourself, just a bitch in heat that wants to be bred," he murmurs before his eyes roll upwards. His glasses have slid down his nose a bit as he ruts deep inside of you and gives you what he's promised. Rope after rope of thick cream deposits deep inside of you, filling you to the brim. He's warm, and panting as he does so. HIs eyes squeeze shut as he gasps for air while his balls empty inside of you. "Every... last... drop...!" He moans, eyes rolled upwards as he breeds you.

You can feel him pulsing inside of you, still finishing as the two of you pant together. You can hardly see straight, but the allure of the situation has worn off. You use your forearm to wipe the sweat off and glare at him. "Get off of me," you dryly command him, eyes furrowed.

Alex raises a brow but does as you ask, his body exhausted from how hard he pounded inside of you. "Had enough baby juice?" He asks as he starts to zip his pants up.

You cringe, "you're disgusting."

"Yet you're the one who let me cum inside this time."

[adorawritesalot]

I have cutely resurfaced, now, John Laurens (my beloved) and Alex Kralie with an s/o that's RICH rich, like comes from generational wealth and is very well known

I hope you've been eating or drank some water btw cause you deserve it <33

GUYS!!!! im back! exams are over, and i couldnt be happier. i am sorry to everyone whos adk has been ignored for a long time, ill be working on finishing them. send more! i love writing, epsecially for soneone i know will enjoy it!

also, if theres anyone who likes six of crows.... send that, too. ive been obsessed with them (and shadow and bone, obviously) and i would love to practice writing different characters!

i have drank and ate! thank u sm ily!!!! u deserve it too:) i hope its not a problem i made john in a modern!au:) this also might be a bit diff, idk. im very tired HAHA

please mention if u want headcannons or a oneshot!! i wouldnt want u to be unhappy with any of my works!

John Laurens

You met in college. He didn't like you very much at first- he thought you would be just a stuck-up kid, considering your family's status and wealth.

He could not be more wrong.

You got paired up with him for a project, and he knew that he was gone for the first time you smiled at him.

You quickly became friends. He introduced you to his friends (one of which you already knew; Marquis de Laffayette was quite known amongst the rich).

You started dating shortly after. A little later, you invited him to your house for the first time. He was very nervous, and not just because he would be meeting your parents. He didn't come from the wealthiest family, so this was a new territory to him. What if he said something wrong? Spilt something on himself, or worse, on something accidentally?

His worries quickly vanished when he saw your smile. That smile that could light up the room, the world. He was instantly calmer.

Well, after dating for a while, his birthday came up. Obviously, he told you not to go all out- he didn't want you to think he was with you just for money (even though you wouldn't even think of that).

But, you did go all out. You went on a picnic, went to see a movie, and then, after an eventful day of roaming the streets of New York, you came to your house.

He wasn't expecting anything else. He was wrong, though.

You bought him a turtle.

Alex Kralie

He didn't know you grew up rich. Or were rich, for that matter.

You've been already dating for some time when he started writing the script for Marble Hornets.

When he finished, the only thing that stopped him from actually filming was a crucial thing; he didn't own a camera. And he didn't have actors.

So, obviously, you bought him the best camera that you could get your hands on.

When he saw it, he bawled. And said a lot of thank yous and I love yous.

He asked you how did you get the money for that. In reply, you just told him your family has a literal crest and invited him to meet your parents.

The shock on his face when he saw your childhood house- no, mansion - was quite amusing. You would laugh if it wasn't for the nervosity of your boyfriend meeting your filthy rich parents.

Let's just say that you and your parents never stopped financing him and his ideas. They love him.

[tryingtofindava]

Hi! I saw your requests are Open. Can you do small cuddle hcs for the main 4 marble hornets boys! Maybe the reader(they/them pronouns!) is just a very cuddly,really physically loving person and the boys go with it (lord knows some of them need a hug or two)(And maybe things can get a lil steamy w Tim [hes my favorite])

Thank you in advance

𝐂𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬*ೃ༄

(Includes: Jay, Brian, Tim, Alex, Jessica.)

: ̗̀➛Back to source

a/n: adding home gurl Jessica bcs she needs more appreciation 🫡 OH AND IT GET A TAD STEAMY W TIM LMAO :33

╰┈➤ 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬

He definitely returns your affection!! He’s just as much of a snuggle bug.

30% of the time you guys are laying somewhere wrapped in each others limbs as you two have a snooze.

Letting you wear his hoodie as you guys cuddle too (just don’t ask about the stains)

And when he wants to cuddle…

God does he make it obvious.

Wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, as he waits (somewhat) patiently. If you keep him waiting the chances are you’re definitely not gonna be able to finish what you were doing until a few hours or so.

And when you guys are cuddling. It’s gonna take a lot to get you guys up and functioning again.

“Five more minutes…”

He gonna be procrastinates a lot of the time just to snuggle with you some more lolz.

He will out do the doer (which is you).

╰┈➤ 𝐓𝐢𝐦 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

He was definitely a bit iffy at the start of the relationship. He honestly didn’t know what to do with your constant affection.

He wasn’t used to it after all :(

But, now it’s the thing he looks forward to most after frustrating operator bullshit. Walking through the front door and sluggishly trailing over to your shared room.

Opening the door to see you already peacefully asleep, slightly stirring as he laid down next to you.

Wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you closer and pressing kisses up your neck, nibbling slightly.

You turn around grinning at him, pulling him closer as you two share a passionate smooch. Pulling you up to straddle his hips.

╰┈➤ 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱 𝐊𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐞

Another one who doesn’t know what to do with the affection.

✨T R A U M A T I S E D M E N C O R E✨

It’ll take a LOTTA time for him to ease up fully on it. Just try to give him announces of your love slowly.

And when he does get into it, he’ll be expecting to get at least 3 to 6 hugs a day, everyday.

Not the biggest fan of cuddling while trying to sleep though, but he’ll settle for holding hands. (even when his starts to get all clammy)

╰┈➤ 𝐉𝐚𝐲 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤

He remembers the first time you ever hugged him. He remembers so vividly tearing up and wrapping his arms around you.

Burying his face between the crook of your neck as he just… stood there with you in his arms, and him in yours.

He’s always on the lookout for your affection, knowing he’ll always receive it.

AND HE SPOILS YOU WITH HIS AFFECTION TOO!!

Like Tim, he also is ALWAYS bubbling for them night time snuggles. Once you two are comfy, you ain’t getting up.

╰┈➤ 𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞

Pro cuddler.

She’s so quick to accommodate to your affection and needs.

You guys could be cuddling on the couch, a bed, the brand new fluffy rug, and she makes it the best experience possible.

Running her fingers through your hair, humming to you, as she rocks you slightly.

Nah cuz srsly her cuddles are life changing.

It’s like sleeping on fluffy clouds on a warm sunny day.

✯.★*°•.°✯•.★*°°·.•°★•✯.★*°•.°✯•.★*°°·.•°★•

[imsogayyippee]

[ohthethingswedoforlove]

Warnings: yandere characters; stalking; violence;

  Uhh Yandere!Alex and Yandere!Hoodie fixating on the same person.

  Alex who used to be your college buddy. You would catch up with each other pretty often while talking about your respective projects. You actually grew to enjoy his company, hearing about his ambitions for his movie.

  But then one day he just... Disappears. You don't even hear of where he could have possibly gone. For as sad as you felt, you also assumed he just moved on. Maybe he thought you weren’t that close of friends and, either way, it's not that uncommon for someone to suddenly realise that their chosen path during college no longer works for them.

  And then, years later, with no warning; he shows up at your door.

  You were hoping to catch up with an old friend, relieved that he seemed to be okay after so long. Perhaps even a bit too relieved, as you didn't even question how he knew where to find you. But your enthusiasm was not unfounded, as it seems that a lot of people who you knew from back then had just simply vanished or moved on without as much as saying a word. You were craving a familiar face.

  But instead, he starts giving you vague warnings and insists on telling you strange stories. You always knew he had a bit of a flair for theatrics and a certain brand of "insightfulness" he liked to share, quirks of him being a film student, you always joked. But he was acting strange.

  He starts showing up more than he should. Knocking at your door during late hours of the night, insisting that you were in danger, growing irritable when you refused to listen to his unsettling rants.

  You start to feel sick. And you swear that whenever he's with you, it worsens. A particular bad incident was when a coughing fit left you on the ground, spitting out blood, while Alex did nothing but observe you as it happened. Only after you were done that he crouched to your level, an unreadable expression as he rested his hand on your back. 

  You actively start to avoid him after that.

  But he doesn't let up, somehow always finding you wherever you went, even after you left home and started spending nights at random places.

  "You're not hard to track down." He tells you. "It's like you're not even trying." It almost feels like mocking, but his tone sounds so dull, bordering on uninterested. His eyes tell you a different story though, the way looks at you.

  Eventually, you think you lose him. Days go by, you're far from home, and you haven't seen or heard from him since. You almost let yourself believe it's over.

  But then you receive a small, strange package at the doorstep of the place you're currently staying, containing only a single video tape. You immediately assume it's from Alex, due to him being weirdly obsessed with recording things ever since working on that film of his, and also because that entire situation with him still being very fresh on your mind. Who else would it be from?

  Curiosity takes over, you watch it. And it wasn't from Alex, you quickly realise. The tape showed a clearly candid recording of you and him talking. More specifically, from the last conversation you had with him before you finally managed to get him off your tracks. Both of you were completely unaware of what was happening. The recording abruptly cuts, only to show a message written over a picture of someone standing outside one of the windows of your house, taken yet again from a candid angle.

  "Careful of who you let inside."

  Ever since this, you became acutely aware of how that feeling of being watched wasn't even just from Alex, someone else had been following you around. Recording you, knowing where you lived and where you went. You could be in danger.

  Alex was right.

  You try your best to ignore it, desperate to delude yourself into believing that maybe Alex just has a weird vendetta against you and all of this is his doing. You throw the tape away and move places yet again in the middle of the night, hoping that this time you were truly alone.

  It's when you start seeing it from a distance everywhere you went that you start to feel like you’re losing it. More than you already were beforehand, at least. You swear that someone is following you around, someone who you're pretty sure isn't Alex, and it starts to become impossible to feign indifference any longer.

  You had to confront Alex. He knew something was going on and now more than anything rational, you wanted answers.

  When you call him in a panic, he responds with an eerie calmness. Like none of this was fazing him, instead like he expected you to call him. He tells you that you can come back to him, that he can help you, that he can keep that freak in the mask away from you.

  You hadn't told him yet. About the person you had seen multiple times far away but always in your vicinity, always wearing the same stark yellow hoodie and with a strangely obstructed face. You hadn't told him. So how? How did he know?

  He tells you to come back to your house. And feeling completely lost, you do.

  When you get there, he welcomes you with an uncharacteristic warmth. But it's weirdly tainted by his rather smug tone, the attitude of someone who thinks himself in control of the situation. Of course you would come back to him.

  He advises you to stay and to let him stay inside as well. And you do, once again desperate for some sort of familiarity and safety.

  Later that night, you awake to the sound of a gunshot.

  There's a high pitch sound like it was trying to deafen you, one that your brain was screaming that it couldn't have come from whatever firearm you just heard. You don't even have time to grasp at the nature of the T h i n g standing at the end of the corridor when you scrambled to leave your room, no more than you could focus on the fact that Alex was currently in a violent struggle against... A person in a yellow hoodie...? The one who's been following you around. 

  Alex's assailant snaps his head to look in your direction, finally giving you a close up look at the strange mask that has been haunting you for months now.

  Before you even get to fully process the scene in front of you, he lets go of Alex, but not before leaving him wrenching in pain and kicking away the gun from his reach, and directs his full attention to you. Alex yells out to you and you hear a ragged voice come from under the mask at the same time, echoing each other.

  Run.

  He grabs you by the arm and starts to run out of the house with you in tow, you being too scared and desperate to leave this place to even fight him off. You did not want to stick around Alex or whatever else was now inhabiting your home.

  Luckily, or maybe not so much considering everything up until this point, where you live is very close to a forested area. And of course your "saviour" wastes no time in getting you both as lost as possible in the middle of the woods, as far away from Alex as possible, who was still screaming out your name.

  He manages to get you pretty deep into the woods before you finally snap out of it, realising that letting this guy guide you any further into... Wherever he's going will end just as badly as what was happening back there.

  But your sudden urge to split from him only resulted in yet another physical struggle, him seemingly unwilling to just let you go. You could barely even see in the dark just illuminated by moonlight, but it didn't take a clear line of sight to recognize the sound of a switch blade or to feel the cold steel of it resting near your neck. Everything abruptly stops, an uncomfortable moment of silence stretching for what felt like far too long.

  You break the silence, shakily asking him who even is he? And does he want, what has he wanted all this time he's been following you?

  And he laughs.

  When you hear it, it finally hits you. A feeling of realisation and nostalgia engulfs you and you're left speechless. When he lifts his mask just enough to see his uneven smile, your stomach drops. 

  You really know how to choose your friends, don't you? Even your old buddy, you'd assumed to be long gone and who's now threatening you with a knife isn't even the worst choice. Might as well stick with him over that lunatic with a gun, right?

  Not like you have much of a choice.

[zombehlovejuice]

alex kralie with my eyes closed, muscle memory goes crazy

[wither-shadow]

not to be tedious buuutt,,, what do u think would happen after a long day of alex teasing reader n reader is whiny n needy...

A tired Alex and needy reader? This is gonna be interesting

Tired!Alex kralie x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: some smuty stuff it will be labeled

SFW :

He will tell you that he just wants to lay down or relax, but if you want to, you can join him and he will tell you if he wants to be alone, he enjoys your company but as an introvert he needs some time to himself especially because of the Operator popping up now and then getting him on edge he doesn't want it to see him with you so he can keep you safe, your safety is his top priority over everything, even the recordings.

NSFW :

If you whine enough and get him to a point where he will do something to make you happy while he can relax it's gonna be him letting you sit on his cock for a few hours and he will let you be like that for hours if you enjoy it enough but after awhile he will become impatient and hard to the point it hurts so he will at that point grab your hips and grind into you at first then once he knows it's okay he is going absolutely ham on you and if you're wearing one of his shirts? You aren't going anywhere tomorrow. He will call off a shoot just to ram you into the bed all fucking day while you still have his shirt on, you won't be able to walk for a bit. But he makes up for it with his aftercare, you know your couch? He's gonna turn it into a bed for you two after running you a bath and helping you get in, and while you are in the bath he is making you two snacks that you both love along with smoothies he just loves you that much ♡

[mavis-luvsu]

Hello!

My name is Mavis and this is an 18+ account so please do not interact with my content (even if it’s SFW)

[macabrelinguine]

ok! the can i ask for a scenario with yandere alex kralie and a sensitive darling? (im not sure thats too specific or not)

I’d like it to be more specific, but this is great! Also fun fact my page reloaded just as a was about to finish :(

You sat on the bed in your room, terrified. This wasn’t your room. Sure, it looked exactly like your room, but it was missing a few things. Like windows. Or a handle on the door. You shivered thinking about the man who brought you here. You thought he was your friend! But now you were in this imitation of your room, tied to the wall with what looked like rope you’d use to rock climb. Suddenly, the door clicked open, and your head snapped towards the door. There he was. ”A-Alex?” You asked, hating how weak your voice sounded. ”Oh, love, you’re awake. Good. Now we can get started.” You didn’t like the sound of that. Get started with what? Alex smirked. “Oh, don’t look so scared, love. I’ll only hurt you if it’s necessary.” He reached towards you and you flinched back. His outstretched hand slowly curled into a fist, then dropped to his side. “Not very Social yet, I suppose.” His words seemed to be laced with Venom. You sat up. “No, I’m sorry! It was a reflex, I didn’t mean to-“ He put a finger to his lips. “I know you’re sorry. Or at least, you will be.” That sentence sent shivers up your spine as he walked out the door. Well, he was gone. You should be safe now, right? You took a deep breath, but then you heard the door click. You slowly, hesitantly looked at Alex. Alex was holding a gun. “No, no, please!” You screamed, before his hand clamped over your mouth. ”There’s no one around to hear you, and if you keep screaming I’m going to get angry. Shut up.” You nodded, keeping your eyes on the gun in his hand. “oh,” he chuckled, “scared of this? I won’t hurt you yet. But if you ever screw up again…” he aimed the gun at the ceiling and fired.

[paleneckauthorcowboy]

I've been obsessing over The Slenderverse for the past like 2 months and have been writing short one-shots. So, I thought I'd post them! He's the first one as an introduction. Enjoy! (This is a headcanon fic explaining my self-insert ocs' role in the plot of Marble Hornets.) (His name is Kestin)

His involvement in Marble Hornets seems very minimal, seeming like he's just an assistant for his boyfriend (Alex). But little do they know, he wrote the script.

Kestin met Brian and Alex in 6th grade, after moving in with his father; Brian was the first to talk to him, he even complimented his backpack. Brian basically dragged him over to meet Alex and the 3 of them just hit it off!

He's a huge dork that really tries his best to seem cool, by either doing stupid and dangerous stuff to look brave or just trying to be as funny as possible.

He's also a chronic people pleaser, like this man can not say no for shit. He's just so afraid of losing people that he just lets them walk all over him.

He later met Tim in high school, they met through Brian. He and Tim got along pretty well; despite Tim seeming a bit antisocial, he didn't really talk much. So, when they hung out Kestin did most of the talking (High school was when Kestin started coming out of his shell and being more confident) and Tim was chill with that.

Remember how I mentioned that Kestin is basically a walking doormat? Well, that does not slide with Tim around, he gets protective sometimes and is very willing to deck someone in the face if they are bothering Kestin.

Most of the group is protective of Kestin, mainly because he's the youngest of the group, and a very prime target for bullying.

Most of them think he's pretty... well, dumb. He's not very bright sometimes but he is trying his best. Although, his demeanor could very well be all an act, he pretends to be this happy-go-lucky clueless guy but most of the time he's kind of just falling apart inside.

On a less sad note, Kestin and Alex started dating over the summer before Alexs' senior year. Kestin asked Alex out and to his surprise, he said yes and now they very happily dating. Dude they were holding hands in the halls and were honest that annoying cute couple.

Then they both graduated and came to the decision they wanted to go to the same college, and Kestin was praying that they got to be roommates but sadly they didn't, he instead got bunked with Brian. Such a travesty!/j

Then the filming marble hornets starts and shit starts going downhill fast, Alex gets more and more paranoid and snippy with the cast until Brian goes missing and he gives up on the project. Alex is constantly filming and trying to get rid of the tapes, enter Jay! He takes the tapes and Alex thinks that's a simple enough solution. But then Jay starts putting his findings on YouTube... and that starts a whole new mess.

Now, Alex has to Track down Jay and attempt to cover up his crimes before it's too late. Meanwhile, his boyfriend is spiraling (not directly because of the operator I should add). So ya know how I said he's not as clueless and happy as he seems? Well, that kind of amplifies by like 10× more, he is destaught and destroyed as he realizes his world is crumbling around him.

His BEST friend of 11ish years has disappeared, his boyfriend is losing what shreds of sanity he has (despite him still treating him very well.) and attempting to murder their (ex)friends. He honestly just doesn't know what to do, so he does what he always does... he ignores it, until it slowly builds up inside of him and in the middle if the night, when he's all alone,( or so he thinks), he breaks down sobbing on the floor in front of his bed.

And who stumbles upon him in this state? Well, none other than the first person saw him break his happy-go-lucky facade all the way back in middle school? It's Hoodie(Brian). Kestin breaks and he shares how he really feels, scared, he's scared of losing his only loved one left. He knows his love blinds him but he genuinely believes he has no one but Alex left. Not after what happened with Tim, knows that Tim is mad at him, and even possibly hates him.

He thinks he just had to sit and wait it out, and just hope everything ends up fine. He can't leave Alex, nor does he want to. Kestin honestly doesn't care if he might be the next on the chopping block, in his mind; to die by his lover's hand feels very poetic.

Hoodie recorded the whole conversation.

[adorawritesalot]

Because of my friend, i have found your account so you are also stuck with me (also the fact you still like hamilton too AAAAhHH-)

Anyways, Alex and Tim with an s/o that's so, painfully tall? Like above 6'5 and loves carrying their boyfriend around, is also sleep deprived and runs on red bull mixed with black coffee if it's fine ajdhajaq

awwww LMAOOO hiii!! love that!! hope u meant headcannons, as i will be doing those (idk if these can even be called headcannons tho) :) if u want me to do a oneshot or anything, hmu! hope u enjoy:) (btw i could never leave the hamilton phase HAHAH)

Alex:

Bro would love you just carrying him around.

I feel like he wouldn't even try to deny it, especially pre-operator Alex.

Let's be honest, the first thing he noticed about you was your height- it was hard not to notice it, after all.

And then you looked at him and he just about melted.

The first time you carried him was when he was working until late at night, trying to write the script to Marble Hornets. He started at 2pm, now it was nearing 11pm, and you were worried about him. Normally you would be the one not sleeping, considering the amount of redbull and black coffee you consume (which worries him quite a lot), but now he was working overtime and you didn't like being alone in your shared bed.

You walked in the kitchen, seeing him at the dining table. He hasn't noticed you yet, he is too busy figuring out if Brian's lines sound forced or not.

You then wrapped your arms under his torso and knees and carried him bridal style to your bed. He goes on and on about how he has to finish his work, but you successfuly silence him with a kiss.

,,You know, you should carry me more often."

To get back to your addiction to rebulls and black coffee, he is concerned. The first few times you've slept in the same bed, he thought you fell asleep after him. Wrong. You were up all night.

Tim:

I feel like he would act like he doesn't care about you carrying him around, but he loves it. (mommy issues)

As Alex, he noticed your height before anything else. Then he became your friend and got to know you. He was sold.

The first time you carried him was when he was having a bad day. Little memory loss over the day, seeing things that weren't there.

Let's just say he was awaiting the end of his shift very impatiently. He just wanted to get home, have a shower, and lie down with you.

When he walked through the front door and saw you making your way towards him, all smiley and nice in his shirt, he collapsed into your arms. You were confused, but let him let it out while whispering sweet nothings into his ear.

When he kind of calmed down, you took him, carried him all the way to the bathroom, and ran him a warm bubble bath. When you turned around to ask him if he wants the bubblegum or vanilla bubbles, you saw his slightly stunned face.

,,What's wrong?"

He doesn't want to tell you that the carrying made his heart flutter. Finally he could count on someone other than himself, and it felt great.

,,I just appreciate you a lot, darlin'."

The rest of the night was spent with laughter and cuddles.

Of course, he also tried to get you to stop drinking redbull so much, or even the coffee. He just wants you to sleep normally. He can't sometimes either, but it's because of something a bit different than the redbull+black coffee combo.

He was unsuccessful in trying to get you to leave the redbulls.

He is very bothered by the way you just drink a redbull in two minutes and finish a mug of black coffee five minutes later.

He might start hiding them. What could go wrong?

[eldritch-nightmare]

do the others know about you?

synopsis: you're just a human dating someone that's... well. you can certainly never introduce them to your friends or family. but do their friends/companions know about you?

a/n: is it a good idea to include every single creepypasta i can think of from the top of my head... no. will i do it anyway? yes, i will. anyways this right here is my pride and joy. i enjoyed writing it, and i'm proud of it, so i hope you guys enjoy it as well.

warnings: possessive behavior in a few, yandere behavior in a few, spoiler alert alex almost kills you but dw there's no character death here.

includes: jeff the killer, eyeless jack, jane the killer [richardson + arkensaw], laughing jack, slenderman, nina the killer, the bloody painter, the puppeteer, clockwork, jason the toymaker, hobo heart, nurse ann, zalgo, x-virus, homicidal liu, ticci toby, tim wright, brian thomas, jay merrick, alex kralie, and jessica locke.

jeff the killer would more than likely tell the others about you, though mostly just so everyone knows that you're off limits for killing. he also just has this thing where he needs people to know what belongs to him so they know not to touch it, and in his mind, you belong to him so. none are allowed to touch you.

eyeless jack isn't that open about his personal life to others. mostly because he can't remember any of it, but also because he's just a guarded person in general. at most, the only people who know about you will probably be jeff, ben, and maybe sully.

jane richardson doesn't really hide your existence, mostly because she doesn't have contact with the others, so it doesn't matter. everyone of importance knows that you're together, and the government knows as well, so.

jane arkensaw would prefer certain people didn't find out about you, though she may tell some of her close friends about you if she's certain that they will keep your existence a secret as well. then again, it's not like you'll ever come into contact with any of the others so long as she has any say about it.

laughing jack more than likely lets everyone know about you because he literally can't shut up about you. he loves you! people need to know that he is so sickeningly devoted to you! even the kids he terrorizes know about you!

slenderman doesn't have any say on whether or not people learn about you because they're gonna find out anyways. besides, it's better if they did know about you because then they would know that you are off limits for killing. anyone who dares to even try to harm you will understand the pure wrath slender can bring down upon them.

nina the killer wants everyone to know about you. she needs everyone to know that you two are together and that she loves you so very much. she tells everyone all about the dates you two have and the gifts you get each other. it's cute, though it can be annoying at times.

the bloody painter doesn't interact much with the others, so not many of them know. helen doesn't really care if anyone finds out that he's dating you, it doesn't really matter to him. though... he will have some words if any of them try making a move on you or hurting you. you're his muse, after all.

the puppeteer doesn't want anyone to know about you, not even his proxies. you're his. no one else deserves to even know that you exist, so why the hell would he tell anyone about you? at most, the only person who knows about you would be emra because he knows that she won't tell anyone if he orders it.

clockwork doesn't let people close to her, so only a small handful of people would even know about you. she likes that none of the others really knows about you, though a part of her thinks about telling them so they know not to make you a victim. not that you'll ever become a victim, of course. she'll protect you from anything, don't worry.

jason the toymaker wouldn't want anyone to know about you. honestly, his whole thing is making sure that you belong to no one but him. you don't need anyone other than him, so why would he tell anyone about you? the others will know that he has someone in his life already, someone he'd burn the world down for, but they'll never know it's you unless they visit his toy shop.

hobo heart would be delighted if the others knew you were his. you have his heart, so it's only natural for everyone to know that you love each other, right? that's how relationships work. he doesn't really speak much with the others, but when he is around then he'll let everyone know who has his heart.

nurse ann is hardly ever around the others for them to even know about you. the only three to know of your existence is liu, sully, and helen because those are the only people she's close with. they don't need to know about you, it's not like they'll ever hurt you. trust me, she won't let them even if they were to try.

zalgo is just as surprised as everyone else that he's like... together. with you. shocks him every day, to be honest. but yes, he wants everyone to know you're his. he doesn't see you as a weakness, though he knows how fragile humans are so he makes sure you're safe from any that may cause you harm. it also sends a... delightful chill to the core of his existence knowing that everyone knows you belong to him.

x-virus basically needs everyone to know that you're together. not because he's possessive in any way, but because he needs to use this as a way to keep you with him. a tactic to keep you from leaving, if you will. with you dating cody, you're safe from harm. if you ever leave him, then you're no longer under his protection. so... stay with him.

homicidal liu is... hesitant, to put it simply. he doesn't particularly mind if the others find out, but he most certainly won't go out of his way to tell anyone. he doesn't want you involved in the darker parts of his life because he's worried about your safety. there are a few that he simply doesn't trust to know about you. sully, on the other hand, would love for everyone to know about you. he doesn't tell anyone because he respects liu's wishes to keep your existence a secret. though, he can't lie, it does make his heart race knowing that he and liu are the only ones who know about you.

ticci toby neither hid your relationship from people nor did he let anyone know about it. he's a naturally reserved person, so it wasn't like he was super open about himself with the others. in the beginning, the only one to know about you would probably be slender, but that's just because it's like... toby's boss, essentially. of course, those who were paying attention could see the signs.

tim wright would definitely keep your existence secret for as long as possible. the only person who knew about you in the beginning was brian, if we're being honest, and after all hell breaks loose, he'd do everything he could to keep you from getting involved. god forbid if jay or alex found out about you. jay would've used you to find him, and alex would've tried killing you.

brian thomas was open about his relationship with you, so everyone knew who you were. you even offered moral support to everyone filming marble hornets. of course, brian disappeared one day... and then you lost contact with alex... and tim was trying to move on with his life, so you didn't really keep in touch with him either. then jay came around, and... well. that led to a certain hooded figure watching you from afar.

jay merrick was neither open nor reserved about his relationship with you. he probably mentioned you early on in a few tapes, and he maybe even introduced you to alex when they were still friends. you'd probably be mentioned in casual conversation with tim, but ultimately it was a situation where if someone knew, they knew. and if they don't, then they just don't.

alex kralie was more reserved about his relationship with you. his closest friends knew, such as jay and brian, but that was about it. of course, once the operator entered the scene and alex started cleaning up loose ends, your life was endangered. alex... he wanted to kill you. he had to kill you. you suppose it's a good thing jay managed to find you before alex could.

jessica locke is obviously very open about her relationship with you. no need to keep it a secret, y'know? you two are like... the couple, y'know? everyone knows you're dating; you guys don't hide it. why would you two keep it a secret? there's no reason to.

[tryingtofindava]

Hii! Its me again.

Your writing goes so so hard!. I wanted to request scene kid! Alex (its a hc that ive seen buzzing around the MH fandom) making matching bracelets for his partner? (They them) can be hcs or a little fic. Just him struggling to make the bracelets cuz hes out of practice, and then handing one of the bracelets to hid partner and being all blushy and shy about it (the best term I can think is "tsundere" cuz hes like "yeah whatever" and hes red as a tomato!.

Thanks in advance- ill also send a second request bcs I have another Idea. As always do take your time!!!! Take care of urself!

𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐝! 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱 𝐊𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬*ೃ༄

: ̗̀➛Back to source

Dead ass was watching YouTube videos WHILE making the bracelets.

34 different tutorials…

Did said tutorials work in his favour?

…

Moving on.

Probably locked up in his room, he’s not leaving until he deems the bracelet good enough to give it to you.

And when he’s finished the loom band’s bracelet???

He has to hype himself up enough before he gets the courage to face you.

You were probably watching TV or something, he crept into the room. Which in all honesty if he wasn’t totally covered in bright accessories…

It probably would’ve been creepy af.

Be tapped your shoulder.

You look up at him, raising a brow.

His face is bright red as he pushed his glasses the the bridge of his nose.

He opened the palm of his other hand, a rainbow loom bands bracelet resting in it.

You’re eyes widen, practically sparkling like a cartoon character.

“DID YOU MAKE THIS FOR ME???”

You yell in excitement.

“Yeah, but it’s like whatever…”

You grin at him cheekily, taking the bracelet from him :3

[whaleofatjme1920]

WhaleOfATjme's Kinktober Masterlist 2024

yeah.

Everything on this list is subject to change if I feel it necessary.

MINORS DNI, GET OUT

Reblogs are appreciated

Exorcisms [Slender Man X GN!Reader]

Terms and Conditions [Toby X F!Reader]

White Rabbit [Eyeless Jack X F!Reader]

Gone Fishing

Still Fishing

Gas Station Bathrooms [Masky/Tim Wright X GN!Reader]

Red Light District [Hoodie/Brian Thomas X GN!Reader, AFAB]

Step Right Up! Win a Prize! [Laughing Jack X F!Reader]

False God [Jeff the Killer X GN!Reader]

Binoculars [Kate the Chaser X F!Reader]

Invited Fish Over For Tea

We're Going Thrifting For Costumes (And Getting A Sweet Treat)

Until I Say So [Toby X GN!Reader]

Coping Mechanisms [SCP 682 X GN!Reader]

Bad Habits [Alex Kralie X F!Reader]

Sharing Occasionally [SCP 035 X F!Reader X SCP 049]

Carnival Ride [Laughing Jack X GN!Reader]

Out For Lunch With The Fish

Fish And I Are Making Halloween Cookies

Beautiful Even When You Cry [Bloody Painter X F!Reader]

Hers [Jane the Killer X F!Reader]

Sitting Pretty for Him [Masky X GN!Reader]

Bad Decisions [König X F!Reader]

A Birthday Present for Someone Else [Hoodie X F!Reader X Masky]

Fish And I Are Going Trick or Treating

We're Enjoying All Of Our Candy

Urban Explorer [Pennywise X GN!Reader]

Open for Requests!

Outbreak [Ghost X F!Reader]

In (the) Heat [Eyeless Jack X F!Reader]

Happy Halloween! [A surprise,,,,, maybe?]

(Fish's Mom Came To Pick Them Up)

[entry-85]

Tangy Delectibility | Vampire!Alex Kralie x Jay Merrick

jaylex | vampire au | 2k words | 16+

this isn't a masterpiece, I literally wrote this in probably an hour but I'm on a jaylex and a writing kick.

vaguely based off of @creative-clawmarks's liveleak au (au on the brain chat)

not really canon correlated.

The apartment was dim, the only light leaking through being the kitchen light some feet away from where they sat, providing just little enough light for Alex’s eyes not to feel like they were burning out of his sockets and just enough for Jay to see him. They sat in mostly silence, so much so you could hear a pin drop into the carpet— Or, at least, Alex could.

His arms were wrapped around Jay’s waist, head tilted slightly up to stare blankly at the barren ceiling of his apartment, trying to ignore how the other male was trying to weasel his way into getting bitten onto. This was just how their relationship was; When exactly it had started he couldn't fully pinpoint, but ever since that first bite, both of them were thoroughly hooked— though Alex refused to admit he was, he didn't rely on Jay’s blood to get by, it was just a treat— It was just something he could look forward to weekly in his boring and frankly irritating life. Jay however, he was completely reliant on the toxin that would seep from Alex’s fangs, psychologically dependent on the effects of it that would render him damn near paralyzed. It wasn't even addictive, yet anyone who saw Jay coming after it every week would probably assume it was. Hell, maybe Jay was just that pathetic.

Alex could feel the boy pushing his head into the crook of his neck, and he couldn't help but let out a low sigh as their skin brushed together. He had been ignoring the others desperate attempts to get his fix, opting to act like nothing was happening courtesy of the pounding headache pressurizing the inside of his skull right now. He could only take so much bright fluorescent lighting, loud garbles of everyone’s overlapping voices, and 3 hours of getting his head slammed with knowledge and things to remember before he had enough, and he had nearly forgotten that Jay was even coming over until he heard the knock at his door because of it. He knew it would be best to just stop stalling, alleviate his pain with his favourite nutrient source and give Jay exactly what he wanted in turn— But God, he was procrastinating. Hard.

“Alex..”

His thoughts were broken apart before he could continue his ridiculous conundrum of being too damn lazy to get what he needed when it was right in front of him by the sound of what he needed right in front of him, eyes finally tearing away from burning holes into the ceiling to glance down at the heap of brown hair at the bottom his vision. Jay’s voice was slightly muffled, shivers being sent down Alex’s spine as his lips brushed against the skin of his neck. Damn tease.

“You okay?” He continued, his voice gradually drawing off into a whine before he pressed a kiss into Alex’s neck. He swore, Jay got on his damn nerves sometimes, but God, everyone did. He didn't think a person walked on this planet that couldn't piss him off at this point.

He let out a sigh he didn't know he had been holding, combing his fingers through the others hair after shifting his eyes away from him. Jay hadn't done anything particularly wrong besides be worried, and needy, he really didn't have any reason to be getting upset at him. God, maybe he did just need to eat— Or, well, drink.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” He breathed out in yet another sigh, like the first one hadn’t fully made its escape yet. “Just.. tired.” He excused, his shoulders sagging a little. He wondered if Jay could see right through him, right though his ‘just tired’ umbrella excuse he used to brush off everything. Was he tired? Probably, but he was damn irritated and his head was killing him and he was probably starving by now. He probably could— They’ve known each other for, what, 5 some years now?-

Yet again, his thought train derailed suddenly as he felt a hand press against him right at the bottom of his ribcage. He felt himself jolt, a heat coming to his face that he would rather die than keep feeling— “I know what could make you feel better..”— Filled his ears, the most allusive words said in the meekest of voices. He hated when Jay did that, he knew the other knew what he was doing, saying things like that acting all innocent. He was a hell of a lot more of a string-puller than people gave him credit for, that was for sure. He just couldn’t be patient, could he?-

The slightly shorter male lifted himself from where he was tucked in Alex’s neck, tilting his head in such a way to reveal more skin, skin that was adorned with the light scarring of every other time Alex sunk his teeth in. God, he really needed to be more careful about that, he couldn't just let Jay walk around looking like he got attacked or something—

A hand slid up on his shoulder, fingertips subtly brushing against the fabric of his shirt. Jay’s eyes said it all— He knew what he wanted, he knew what Alex needed, and he knew that they both knew. It made the blond question if he should just give in, if he should have given in hours ago– If he should just stop being stubborn and give his body what it needed, especially since Jay was offering himself so willingly.

“Hungry?” Jay broke their silence, pulling at the collar of his own shirt to show more of his skin, the tendons moving visibly under his flesh and making him all the more appealing. Alex felt his eyes narrow right on the spot he knew gave him the best results, his hunger awakening like a beast stirring from a long sleep. He suddenly wanted nothing more but to lunge at the other, taste the tang of his flavour and—

No, no, he needed to stop himself there. Jay didn't control him and he certainly didn't need his offers. Besides, he should probably just wean off of this whole thing now, before he seriously couldn't control himself anymore. Surely, if he just learned to live without the taste of blood in his mouth, he’d stop having such urges, right? If he caught it early?

“No, I’m fine.” His voice rang out, sterner than he probably intended. He casted his gaze off again, not wanting to feel his own resolve crumble the moment he looked into Jay’s heavy lidded eyes. But even as he avoided eye contact, he could feel the others' stare bore into him. He didn't buy it, but hell, did Alex even believe himself?

“You're always hungry.” He filled the silence, the words making Alex’s lips purse. Yeah, he probably was. There was probably never a moment where he wasn't smelling blood, hearing everyone’s heartbeat over his own that had faded out by now, never a moment where the urge didn't ebb at the back of his mind— But he’d probably tuned it out. Years of doing that with humanly food had prepared him well for becoming an eldritch monster, who would have thought?

He let out a sigh through his nose, weighing his options. Would it make much of a difference if he gave in one last time, as long as he kept himself in check later? Jay was offering, he wanted it just as much as Alex did. What would the harm be? He just wouldn't take as much blood this time..

He casted his gaze over, narrowed eyes staring deep into Jay’s green ones, fighting to not fall over the skin of his neck that his peripheral was honed in on. It would get rid of his headache, that was a benefit, right? It was the only thing that would help, he knew that.. What choice did he have?

“Fine. Just a little.” He grumbled, shifting in his spot on the couch under the bleek weight of Jay. He could have sworn he saw his eyes light up from the corner of his eye, but he casted that thought aside in favour of moving his hands to press flush against Jay’s lower back, pressing him a little closer. Jay moved without a fight, draping his head over Alex’s shoulder to angle the skin of his neck parallel with his teeth. Alex’s eyes bore into exactly where he wanted to bite— The fleshy part right in front of the largest tendon. That part always gave him the best results.

They sat in unmoving silence for a moment, Jay’s breath quietly sounding out as it fanned across Alex’s own neck. He let his hunger build, the pressure soon filling out his gums as his fangs protracted in, pupils dilating while the clawing ache of fervour dug into his being. This is what Jay asked for, and he would give him what he wanted.

After what could only have felt like ages, he leaned forward, wetting the skin with his tongue just to give the briefest of warning before sinking his teeth in, moving with Jay as he tensed. This was a delicate procedure— He wasn't looking to rip his throat out with his teeth, afterall. They just had to keep still for a little longer..

Once he tasted the tangy, copper flavour of liquid seeping past his teeth, he knew he hit the right spot. He retracted them, only to latch right back onto his skin, licking at the blood beading out. He could hear Jay’s hitched breath, feeling the way his throat and chest stuttered each time, but he ignored it to focus instead on the eye-rolling delectability of the others blood, his hands moving to grip his hips to keep him in place.

He could feel Jay’s growing limpness as the toxin worked its magic to fill his mind with haziness, his head dropping down fully onto his shoulder as Alex sucked down the blood until he was sure it would stop pouring. He could feel the pressure in his head ease up, his irritation being smoothed over by the calming balm he was drinking down. When he was satisfied, he moved back, soothing the bite wound with his tongue to numb the pain soon and, hopefully, not leave too big of a scar. Who knew you’d get a free neomycin built into your saliva when you're turned into a beast? Definitely not Alex.

He moved away, his back resting against the couch yet again as he casted his gaze over at the male in his lap, watching as he swayed before falling limp against his chest. He moved a hand up, combing through the back of his hair. “Happy now?” He questioned, his voice now smooth without the migraine and irritation ebbing behind every word. Jay didn't reply anything besides a grunt, but that was all he needed to do. Alex knew the answer, he knew it was a yes, because it was always a yes.

He let his head lean back against the couch as he basked in the newfound relief flooding through his head, the metallic taste still coating the roof of his mouth. He should have just done this hours ago— Maybe he wouldn't have been so pissy the whole time. He continued going through the motions of his “I can't believe I was so stupid” self lecture, unbeknownst to the fact that his talking blood supply was sliding off of his lap until he heard the sound of his knees hitting against the carpeted-over concrete floor. The sound made Alex cringe slightly— He may have built up a higher tolerance now, but he knew good and well what that felt like.

His eyes traced back over to where Jay now sat between his legs on the floor, observing him to see if this was a complete accident or his own doing. It was a valid response, Jay had learned how to navigate the heavy stupor of the toxin by now, and he had interesting desires and even more interesting ways of going about getting them. Alex learned over the years not to question it, and he especially didn't now when he felt the pressure of Jay’s head resting against his stomach, eyes closed and body heavy. He stayed still for just another beat of silence, before lacing his fingers back through the others hair, letting him stay there for the time being. Both of them were satisfied, and he was sure both of them were content with being sat in comfortable silence instead of the usual tension.

He just had to hold back from doing this next time. Or, maybe the time after that instead..