#weddie fanfic

[foxieflower]

Take Me in Your Hands, Darling

Headcanon Snippet Chapter

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No escape

by meloooq Waylon manages to escape the asylum. However, his freedom is short-lived, when he again gets captured by Murkoff. But this time Murkoff Corporations came back fully prepared, having learned from their previous mistakes and taking up the Walrider project anew, with the addition of some new experiments and stricter guidelines and regulations, making an escape impossible. Waylon takes up the challenge. Words: 2796, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Outlast (Video Games) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con Categories: M/M Characters: Waylon Park, Lisa Park, Eddie Gluskin, Miles Upshur, Richard Trager, The Twins (Outlast), Dissociative Dennis (Outlast), The Walrider (Outlast), Chris Walker, Frank Manera, Original Characters Relationships: Eddie Gluskin/Waylon Park Additional Tags: Human Experimentation, Medical Experimentation, Survival Horror, Angst, Post-Mount Massive Asylum, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood and Violence, Gore, Mental Health Issues, Hallucinations, Manipulation, Mind Games, Torture, Implied/Referenced Torture, Psychological Torture, Cannibalistic Thoughts, Rape, Rape/Non-con Elements, Abuse, Rough Sex, Anal Sex, Misogyny, Eventual Smut, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Explicit Sexual Content, Homophobia, Homosexuality, Escape, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD via https://ift.tt/GPNkzUJ

[boxjellyjelly]

re-read To Be Well on ao3 and i fucking love the idea that eddie would do all the canonical stuff he does to waylon but then he learns the age gap between them and is immediately disgusted in himself even though theyre both (semi) consenting adults

[glowinggreeneyes-e]

but what was in that ‘William’ letter?

what did the Captain write down, fold away, tuck into an envelope, gently brand with his fountain pen, then place into his breast pocket with the deepest affection and respect only afforded to secrets?

was it a confession? a plea for Anthony to stay? their plans, the Operation, a thinly veiled prayer to keep Havers in Button House? a warning, a reminder, a memoir? a playback of their closest, finest moments together, immortalised for two minds and one piece of paper? did you spill every drop of emotion into ink? or was it laced with that same sentiment as per your diary entries?

was it in your heart as he faded out of the grounds, into the night, into the war? was it on your lips when you saw him again, for that last time?

oh, Captain, what did you write in there?

[beiyuanism]

something something "you must take that emotion and you must bury it" something something "he left me (...) so i had to bury it on my own"

[vebzz]

His Lullaby Snippet [Eddie Gluskin x Waylon Park Fanfiction]

Thought I’d post a small snippet of what I wrote for my fanfic :) Put it out there a bit for anyone who’s looking for a longer fic to read. It’s still a WIP, but much of the book has been completed. I’ll link it here for those interested. (please don’t reupload :> thank you!) ----- “I try and try to treat you well, darling, but-” Eddie continued but Waylon stopped him with a biting slap to the side of the head. The action caught Eddie off guard, and he made a swipe for Waylon. Luckily Waylon was able to duck, hearing the small whoosh of Eddie’s fist flying.

“Stop it, Eddie! Stop it!” Waylon hollered, and Eddie paused at the raise of Waylon’s voice. They both glared at one another, letting the silence speak for them that there was a temporary truce.

Waylon regained his breath and adjusted his leg, all the while Eddie’s eyes were on him, watching him with curiosity that quickly turned to concern. He tried making a move towards Waylon, but the engineer held his palm up and glared daggers at the larger man. “Stop.” And Eddie did.

“I left because I heard you yelling. I thought you were being hurt,” Waylon explained, his voice now at a reasonable volume. “You sounded like you were in pain, and I wanted to make sure you weren’t being stabbed by a homicidal maniac.”

That would be irony at its finest… Waylon thought to himself.

The explanation seemed to confuse Eddie, his eyebrows drawing together in blatant skepticism.

“I never called for you,” Eddie told him.

Waylon tilted his head to the side, raising an eyebrow. “What?”

“I didn’t call your name,” Eddie restated.

“No, no. I heard that part.” Waylon thought to himself for a moment. “I heard you saying ‘darling’.”

“You’re my darling.”

“I know, that’s not what I meant. No- get away,” Waylon held a palm up to Eddie’s chest, stopping him from trying to envelope Waylon in another hug of reassurance. Eddie made a pouty face as he was pushed away. “I need to think.” --- AO3 Fic Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33015163/chapters/81947437 Wattpad Fic Link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/279564114-his-lullaby-eddie-gluskin-x-waylon-park-outlast --- Let me know what you think! xoxo ~ Vebz

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Remade under @ao3feed-weddie

[highermagic]

Chapter Three is up!

[sparemintss]

i feel like we forget sometimes that during the WWII scenes in ghosts, especially in Redding Weddy, there are women officers in button house and I honestly don't see any of them mentioned in fanfics ;;;;;

[foxieflower]

A very special secret Santa gift to @gluskincasual that I was so pleased to make!

It also comes with a very spicy fic addition called Troublemaker

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Where's My Mind?

by cain9s Waylon Park had no idea what kind of night would await him after he was forcefully admitted and exposed to the Morphogenic therapy at Mount Massive Asylum. Madness, terror, and violence beyond comprehension were some of it, but not all. No, Waylon's body and mind would be tested in all kinds of ways, and eventually, he would find long-repressed desires and thoughts resurfacing after he met his greatest challenge; Eddie Gluskin. Words: 3500, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Outlast (Video Games) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: M/M Characters: Waylon Park, Eddie Gluskin Relationships: Eddie Gluskin/Waylon Park Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Stabbing, Cannibalism, Survival Horror, Blood and Gore, Compulsory Heterosexuality, Internalized Homophobia, Repressed Bisexual Waylon Park, Explicit Sexual Content, Mentioned Lisa Park (Outlast), Anal Sex, Eddie Gluskin is blissfully unaware that he's gay, Oral Sex, Guilt, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence via https://ift.tt/Ec5QexR

[boxjellyjelly]

i know almost all of you follow me for Weddie stuff but ermmmmmm Muirinnes time!!!!!!!!!!! Anyways here are some headcanons of them because i wanna flesh them out a bit for a fanfic im writing :] ( spoilers for the fic: lots of soft fluffy m0nsterfvcking)

Some of these are probably hella ooc but idc, im cringe and free and i wanna see those two old men BOINK !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Innes

- Something tells me he's a good friend of Roys, probably not as close as Caz is obviously, but still I can see them throwing playful jabs at eachother

- Dimples. The man has dimples. You cant change my mind.

- Extremely patient and level headed, i mean, we saw how he was when his literal best friend turned into a sludge meatball, shock or not he was clear headed enough to tell Caz to get his shit together so they could (try to) help eachother out.

- I feel like he has a really good relationship with his parents. Type to have sunday dinners with the family before his job on the rig, clean the dishes afterwards and everything.

- Someone said this already (cant exactly remember who) but he definitely seems like the type to destress by just sitting with one of his favorite tv shows in his underwear, smoking a cig and sipping a beer. Though, occasionally he destresses by hanging out with the rest of the crew.

- During competitive games i feel like hes the type to try an trick the other out of winning, making a quick loud noise, getting in their head, stuff like that lol (Muir backs him up every time)

- Always up to some weird shit like feeding seagulls bits of his lunch or helping Roy cook even though he has 0 culinary skills

Muir

- Papas boy. 100%. Has a few pictures in a picture book of him and his dad working on cars together

- The type to work so fast he forgets safety, gets injuried (not huge injuries, things like smashed fingers, split nails, etc) on the job all the time

- Dares/bets some of the crew members to do stupid shit whenever work feels too slow to him, Finlay and Caz are the only ones who still take him up on the dares

- Actually really smart though when he wants to be, to the point that it suprises some people

- I also feel like hes suprisingly good at drawing. No professional by any means, but the type to make nice scribbly doodles when bored or taking calls (Mostly of cars or the crew, sometimes the stray seagull too)

- Always. Gets. Sick. During the colder seasons. Im talking sickly victorian ill but still wanting to work, Innes has to practically force him to stay in his cabin.

- His love language is calling people names and having playful verbal fights. Sometimes roughhousing too but after Finlay threw him into a door and broke it, Rennick put a stop to that real fucking quick

[nyaifyz]

OKAY, HEAR ME OUT!

You see this amazing freezer that was shown for only 3 seconds? it's totally important character that has very important place in murder drones lore. Not only because it was shown along with khan, but because they even glow with same colour. This freezer totally was built for khan, maybe even before he was obsessed with doors. Freezerbot5000, old friend of Khan who built this freezer must be the one who guided Khan through a lot, finding his talent in building doors, helping him dating Nori and stuff. Freezerbot 5000 was on wedding and took part in naming Uzi. They were best frieds with Khan but unfortunately he was killed by DD later. So, in the name of FreezerBot 5000 Khan built this amazing statue that resembles common freezer, but it's not that common due to story it has behind. Maybe one day freezer will active A.S. and join Uzi in her journey, but we will never know. Later, freezer was turned into vending machine. Young Khan colored it as cool as he could, mostly blue because Freezerbot 5000 had blue HUD. Due to being probably the only vending machine here, it was putted near the most seemed spot as decoration, because workers arent able to drink things normally. So, what secrets has this vending machine inside? What if Khan was insane too and putted corpse of his friend inside? Or maybe just some items that left from him? Again, we will know later, and until the scary truth revealed - we must make theories only.

And Freezerbot 5000 must have had a normal name, right?Wendy, that's what his name and that's why he turned into vending machine later. Wendy = vending. And he took part in wedding. Weddy was on wedding when he turned into vending.

AND ON THIS FRAME WE SEE THAT ITS GONE!! Can vending machine teleport? Is AS of it already activated? Was is just a blurred flashbacks of Khan and Wendy never existed? Or did freezer-vend move and hide behind the door so it wouldnt get hitted by Dolls attack? Boom, haunted vending machine!

Theory credit - Silly Anon

If this post reaches 100 likes then i will write and post a oneshot fanfic of Wendy x Khan

[firesign23]

First Lines!

@kiraziwrites and @floating-in-the-blue both tagged me "recently" (I am very bad at finishing posts in a timely manner) in the first lines meme!

Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written fewer than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway

The Code of the Lannisters - Game of Thrones, Jaime/Brienne, 5.7K

It began, as far too many disasters did, with the arrival of An Aunt. In this case with the indomitable termagant that was Aunt Genna Frey, née Lannister, who arrived at Jaime’s King’s Landing townhouse for their luncheon in a tizzy and an enormous fur coat.

(Technically the next is a set of drabbles from the MFMM Flashfic challenge, but there's no 'first lines' in those really)

Outback - Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries, Mac/Rosie, 500 words

Nobody in Melbourne is quite indelicate enough to ask why Rosie Sanderson has moved into the small house near the university, or why she shares it with a doctor who lectures there.

the road back home again - Game of Thrones, Jaime/Brienne, 27K

The Longclaw Tavern hadn’t changed. The same sawdust floors, the same shitty beer and the shelf of high quality whiskey thick with dust. Beside the bar mirror was a faded sign advertising the sourtoe cocktail, ‘the first and only in Westeros’. Jaime swilled his beer around his mouth, studied the weirwood bar heavy with water stains and pockmarks from decades of visitors to the tavern where the wilderness began.

Undisclosed Desires - Game of Thrones, Jaime/Addam/Brienne, 3.7K

She meets Addam over a sickbed. King's Landing is halfway to rubble when she arrives, and Jaime is halfway to death, and there's a man she's never met standing guard over them both.

These Foolish Things - Game of Thrones, Jaime/Brienne, 5.5K

Gravel crunches under the wheels of the phaeton as Jaime turns up the long driveway that leads to Baratheon Hall. Thick trees and red sunset skies give the journey the sense of another world, far removed from the bustle of King’s Landing, the march of progress. Old gas lamps spot the long length of the drive—to use electric would be crude, Cersei insists, but Jaime suspects she enjoys the power of sending them to be lit and extinguished at her will, the power to make Robert’s late night returns as difficult as possible in his drunken state.

come in, she said (i'll give you shelter from the storm) - Game of Thrones, Jaime/Brienne, 1.7K

There is much to do in the rebuilding of Winterfell, the buildings and its people both, and the war to the south still lingers; the Dragon Queen wishes to mobilise her forces and Lady Sansa does not, and it feels hours are wasted every day by their barbed insults and verbal clashes, a subtler warfare than swords and maces but just as deadly. It is that and only that which makes the people look warily out the windows as dusk falls far too early, as the wind begin to blow, bringing with it a driving snow that makes every moving shadow beyond Winterfell’s walls too reminiscent of— It is only the unease of the unknown, that is all. Still, when Brienne returns late to her quarters to find a supper of soup and fresh bread warming over the fire and Jaime in her bed…. Sometimes she is not certain that she did not die after all, and this is her reward.

we shall go into the land (so our children can always hold us) - Wheel of Time, Lan/Nynaeve, 1.3K

Fal Dara is nothing like the Two Rivers. Even now, late into the night with the moon high, there are torches hung on every wall, leaving fewer shadows to hide in; no one in Emond’s Field would think of such a thing, but here… Here, what were children’s tales to her are a way of life, monstrous and magical and mundane all at once.

what strange lullaby is this (that sings from its wound) - Game of Thrones, Brienne-centric, 16.3K

Six moons after the North is granted its independence, its Queen marries a young man from a House of no real repute. But he is young and his family loyal, and on the night of their wedding feast he does not object to the Queen’s silent shadow cloaked in blue armour. The North will not hold with southern wedding customs—there is no disrobing of the bride, no vicious hands or cheering spectators. Only a husband, a Queen, and the woman sworn to protect her.

the fixed foot - Game of Thrones, Jaime/Brienne, 500 words

Though it is summer, there is a chill in the night air that drives Brienne to sit before the fire in the Evenstar’s rooms. Her rooms. It still feels half a dream, the title; a life she had imagined abandoned when she had sailed from the island and had fallen upon her when she had not expected it. She is grateful that she need not bear it alone, for Jaime had followed her south and then into a sept, declaring what she had long known: she was his and he was hers, and together they would face the challenges to come.

and if tomorrow it's all over, at least we had it for a moment - Game of Thrones, Jaime/Brienne, 12.8K

Fuck loyalty. She stands there, glorious in her fury, stalwart in her declaration. Fuck loyalty. Like it is a simple request, like his loyalty is not the only virtue he has left. He might fuck his sister and try to kill a boy, he might kill a king to stop him from using wildfire and stand by when a queen does. He might be callous and sharp and rude, but he is loyal. And it means nothing to her, angry and righteous as she is, and worse still it reminds him that it is only a virtue if he is loyal to those who deserve it.

I have absolutely zero idea who has done this, so tagging @aurora-australis-tumbles @glamorouspixels @serhumfreysbrokencollarbone @samirant @scoundrels-in-love @luthienebonyx @it-may-be-dull-but-im-determined @catherineflowers29 @ladym-rules @deadhuntress

[vebzz]

Okay, I've put this everywhere. BUTT- I'm so proud of my fic cover. Okay haha thanks for your time xD

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by mutemail

Waylon Park is lonely, loveless, and has nothing better to do with his time than take a chance on an inmate pen pal program. Besides.. It gives him someone to talk to.

Offender Name: GLUSKIN, EDWARD HENRY Major Offense(s): MURDER, MURDER, POSS FIREARM Current Institution: MOUNT MASSIVE PENITENTIARY

Future relationship/sex, tags may be added!

Words: 1067, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Outlast (Video Games)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Eddie Gluskin, Waylon Park

Relationships: Eddie Gluskin/Waylon Park, Eddie Gluskin & Waylon Park

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Prison, Pen Pals, Rough Sex, Eventual Sex, Past Sexual Abuse