#outlast whisteblower

[cold-doodles]

Silly doodle of my wife chris 🙏🫶🏻

[karxx]

It kind of annoys me that when people talk about Eddie and Waylon’s relationship they talk about it as if Eddie looked at him different from all the other brides. I believe he did so later on but definitely not at first. If Waylon died earlier on, then he would have definitely sought out other ones to replace him. I actually find it interesting on why he became more infatuated with him as the game progressed, is it because he recognized him from the beginning of the game or what?

[september172013]

The fact that Buster Baxter from Arthur is Dennis from Outlast: Whistleblower and probably Franco Barbi in the Outlast Trials, which is like… “yeah, now I can’t un-hear that. Thanks, I hate it.”

[screamingheads]

Why do I suddenly, after almost a year of writing nothing, want to write a Weddie fic where Eddie is a dancer? Like, pls, someone stop me.

[7habitsofhighlyeviceratedpeople]

said this on my discord but i genuinely think this pic is sooo cute like it looks like he’s taking a selfie :3

[randomoss]

Minding my own business and then I'm hit with the violent image of Eddie Gluskin performing that fucking I'm Just Ken song

[vebzz]

"My Darling" Snippet

[Eddie Gluskin x Waylon Park & Lisa Park/Miles Upshur Fanfiction]

Small few paragraphs of my fic! It's the SECOND book to a series, and is in Lisa Park's perspective. Please practice caution when reading, just in case. <3 (please don’t reupload :> thank you!)

Lisa looked up at him to make sure he was okay, and Miles was watching her with a look that she couldn’t quite decipher. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed and his lips pulled downward at the ends. The way he watched her didn’t seem like… him.

She made no gesture that could indicate her nervousness under the man’s gaze, rather focusing her attention on tending to his wounds. Soon she had his fingers wrapped up, lacing the bandages around his hands to secure them. She did her best, worried that she’d pull too tight or put pressure somewhere that wouldn’t feel too good, but Miles was quiet the entire way through.

It was eerie.

When she was finished, she pulled back a little bit while Miles inspected his hands. He seemed pleased with her work enough, because he set them back down in his lap as he watched her once more.

Lisa leveled him with a stare of her own, pushing a strand of her hair back behind her ear.

“Why are you watching me like that?” She asked.

Miles’s gaze was unwavering. “I don’t know.”

“Well it’s creepy.”

At that, Miles tilted his head down to look back at the supplies that were on the table. “Do you think there’s enough there for everything else?” He asked.

“For..?” Lisa looked at him with confusion. She glanced to the table and then back at Miles, who sat there with a strand of hair falling over his eyes. Lisa furrowed her eyebrows as Miles pushed his chair back and sat straight up, shrugging off his jacket and setting it on the back of the chair.

“They shot me like I was some wild grizzly bear trying to attack them, but they were the only ones who were really armed,” Miles spoke, his voice bitter as he pulled his shirt over his head. Lisa averted her eyes, looking down at the floor as Miles did so.

“Well, that seems like them considering everything else they’ve done,” Lisa muttered.

“I don’t think they realized that me and the Walrider had… connected?” Miles questioned, and Lisa chuckled slightly at his confusion. What was someone supposed to call whatever had happened to them? And what was the Walrider really?

Miles shuffled around, the shirt in his hands, and Lisa looked up, grabbing it from his hold. She folded it and set it on the table. As she did so, however, her eyes came into contact with what Murkoff had done to him.

There were too many bullet holes. Too many incisions on his skin and impalements. Dark purple marks and scratches lined his collar bones, wrapping up around his shoulders and down his arms. Lisa’s eyes trailed down, catching the bruising around his wrists, and finally back up, to where similar bruising was wrapped around his neck like a noose.

“Jesus, Miles,” Lisa muttered, taking in the sight before her. Miles held his arms out, inspecting his skin and the marks that littered him. “Why did they do this to you?”

“They knew the demon was dangerous,” Miles explained, his eyes still focused on his skin. “It’s ruthless and will kill anything in its way.”

Lisa's eyes widened as she looked at him, her stomach filled with dread.

“Once they had Billy Hope in the engine, he had matched with it or something. I don’t think that had ever happened before Billy,” Miles said. “Something must’ve happened, because this thing was roaming free in the building with the rest of the lunatics inside of it.”

“Was this creature scared of them?” Lisa asked, and Miles shook his head.

“It was killing them. Controlling them. I didn’t know how at first, but now I know,” Miles said. Lisa watched as his eyes glazed over with a darkness she didn’t like. “It’s the hum. It had all of the patients there under its control, hence why the riot was so bad.”

Lisa wanted to ask about Waylon- ask if Miles had seen him inside, but she bit her tongue. Miles seemed defeated in his explanation, like Mount Massive had sucked everything out of him. Lisa couldn’t blame him for feeling that way. Miles was half of the same man Lisa had come to know before he’d gone up to the cursed building.

“That’s why they shot you,” Lisa guessed, and Miles made eye contact with her. His dark eyes glowed brightly. “They must’ve known you were holding the Walrider.”

Miles didn’t say anything to that. He just sighed and placed his elbows on his knees, slumping forward.

Lisa felt her heart fall looking at him. He looked so tired.

“Is that why you… Did you use it to escape?” Lisa asked, and Miles nodded. Lisa shuddered at the idea of what Miles had to go through; using the Walrider for his escape. If it was anything like Miles had explained, the results probably weren’t pretty.

“And Murkoff could still be after you because you still have the Walrider with you…?” Lisa asked, and Miles’s gaze was as intense as ever.

So the Walrider was here with them. Miles had it, which could explain some of the weird behaviors he had been exhibiting; the sudden bursts of physical aggression and hostility. The darkness that seemed to flood any room he was in.

Lisa thought back to when she had reunited with Miles. She’d seen his eyes glowing from the treeline, like he was stalking something. The way he’d sauntered up to her, as though he was ready to snap her neck at any moment.

“Do you want to hurt me?” Lisa asked Miles, whose expression changed slightly at her words. He seemed almost caught off guard by the question, or like a secret of his had just been discovered.

Lisa knew he wouldn’t lie though. And he didn’t, because he swallowed heavily and looked up from where he slumped over in his chair, meeting Lisa’s eyes. “Yes.”

“Are you going to hurt me?” She asked again, and Miles hesitated.

“I don’t know.”

Lisa could see it in his eyes. The darkness in Miles’s irises lingered, and Lisa didn’t know how to feel about that.

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My Darling (Wattpad Link)

My Darling (AO3 LINK)

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Let me know what you think! xoxo

~ Vebz

[giminal]

thinking about this because of the post i just reblogged but ooohh i wish i was on tumblr for my eddie gluskin hyperfixation... It was WIIIILD ive never had a more intense hyperfixation in my life idk what it was abt him. i had a wb self insert and everything

old WB self insert + waylon (waylon is the one with shorter blonde hair) 🔽🔽 (THIS ART IS OLD IM BETTER AT ART NOW 💀💀)

[polinessashut]

[podvalya]

WARNING, THERE IS A LOT OF TEXT

Before that, I thought about creating a list of fandoms known to me, but as it turned out, the list was not particularly accurate, so I decided to change it a little. I'll bring you up to speed: Green, these are the fandoms that I am currently a member of. Orange is something I haven't gotten to yet. and I also want to add that at the end of each game I will add how many endings I have passed. why? I don't know.

TV series (maybe???):

— Transformers Prime (+movie); Transformers G1;

— madness combat

Manga and comics (I've really read a lot of them):

— transformers G1

Games (I have a LOT of time for them);

— Deltarune (1; 2)

— Hotline Miami (1,2,3)

— S.T.A.L.K.E.R. (1,2,3 and several mods)

— Coffee Talk (1,2)

— Spec ops the line

— Katana zero

— ULTRAKILL

— Cry of fear 1/4

— Woifenstein (2009 and everything else :(

— Pizza tower

— Dragon age (1,2,3)

— Dark souls (1,2,3)

— Metro (2033 2/2, Last light 2/2, exodus)

— Outlast (1, Whisteblower, 2, trials)

— Dead space (1,2,3)

— Buckshot roulette 2/2

— Fear and Hunger (1,2)

-- Clap clap

-- Amnesia - the dark descent 3/3

-- No one lives under the lighthouse 1/6(?)

-- IMSCARED 2/2

-- Transformers fall of Cybertron

-- Dead and road

-- Transformers war of Cybertron

-- Transformers Devastation

-- Interior worlds

-- Soma

-- Srygian - regin of the old ones

but in general, what kind of fandoms am I interested in now?

-- Transformers

-- Backrooms

[chuubifrog]

Finally got around to finishing these!

Friendly critic from other artists welcome! <3

Actively trying to improve but I’ve been sitting on this one too long and I’m sure I’ve missed some things or could improve upon it :)

[cold-doodles]

🙏🫶🏻

[outlast-ing]

Waylon: Miles offered me his drink because I mentioned I was thirsty

Waylon: I was not fucking expecting to take a sip of a baja blast mountain dew at 7 in the morning.

[september172013]

The Murkoff Corporation: *is an international company*

Also the Murkoff Corporation: *sets all their major (in-game) experiments in the US*

[baronazazel]

I watched the movie The boy and then I spiraled back into the slasher horror fandom... I MISS EDDIE SO MUCH. also Michael my beloved

I am probably gonna slowly shift towards this type of art for now...

[7habitsofhighlyeviceratedpeople]

more of the pinned messages lol join my server if these look like the kind of upstanding citizens you’d want to converse with. link pinned.