#SOLEILTM. but i think - if you're going to kill a bunch of people - you might as well have some fun with it. / independent & semi-selective original character, written by anna-belle.

(I guess) TW!!! This fanfic mentions Suicide, alcohol, and death.

"Joshua?" Eli quietly called out through the seemingly empty house. The stairs creaked as he walked them down, careful not to make too much noise. Eli walked into the living room, but didn't see Joshua at all. He could only see Robert, sitting on the couch, probably passed out, with a few empty alcohol bottles next to him, and the TV running some sort of porn program. Eli looked away from the TV, such adult things always made him uncomfortable, it made him feel filthy just looking at it. The sounds weren't better; just a mess of skin slapping, weird gagging, and lots of moaning that made Eli want to vomit. His eyes went to the empty alcohol bottles, some were knocked over or even broken, others were leaking or just still half full, but they all had one thing in common; they smelt disgusting. It made Eli's nose scrunch up as his hands quickly went to cover his nose and mouth.

He tip-toed past Robert and out of the house, his hands moving back to his sides as he breathed in the, at least better smelling, air. He took a few steps into the cornfields, calling out for Joshua once more.

"Joshua? Joshua, where are you?" ,Eli yelled, his hands moving to push aside the corn stalks and walk through them. However, Eli's eyes soon widened when he smelled a dirty stench that was...like a crime to even be near. Eli's eyes narrowed as he walked into the direction of the stench. A wet sound underneath his shoes made him flinch, looking down at what he stepped in made his eyes go as wide as bowling balls. A thick, dark red, almost brown-ish liquid. Blood.

Eli panicked as he followed the trail of blood, only to freeze when he saw why it was there in the first place. There, in the cornfield, laid Joshua, not moving. His eyes were closed, and he didn't seem to be breathing. Cautiously, Eli walked towards his brother, kneeling down and shaking his arm. "Joshua?...Joshua, wake up...this isn't funny..." ,Eli mumbled quietly, tears prickling his eyes as he shook Joshua rapidly. Then, Eli noticed the large flesh wound across Joshua's chest, with his clothes teared and stained in blood. The wound was bleeding heavily and some flesh seemed to be somewhat pulled out, undoubtedly, it was done by the scythe Robert owned.

Eli knew their Father was a horrible person, abusing the brothers whenever they made a mistake or he got drunk, but to see Joshua lying there...dead...by his Father's hands...it made Eli sick. He had to hold back gags as the tears began falling down his cheeks promptly, his breathing shaky and heavy as he bit his lower lip. Joshua was the one person to protect him, to actually make him feel loved.Eli sobbed, covering his face and pitifully crying into his palms. He couldn't believe this. This was his worst nightmare come true. If Joshua wasn't there, why did Eli wake up everyday? Not even he who Walks behind the rows could bring Eli the same happiness the young boy felt when with his big brother. As Eli removed his hands from his tear-soaked face, he couldn't even breathe normally. His breathing was more similar to desperate gasps of air, shaky and fast. His entire body was trembling like a leaf in a hurricane.

Eli threw himself on the corpse of his beloved brother, sobbing into his unmoving chest. The little one was heartbroken, he felt so much despair and sorrow. If Joshua wasn't there to cheer him up every day, Eli didn't want to continue living the pathetic life he had been living for years now. He didn't even want to attempt to do this without Joshua, he couldn't bear even the mere thought of such a thing. He stood up, and narrowed his eyes. He couldn't let his Father get away with such an act.

"Family is sacred..." Eli whispered as he ran back to the house, not even bothering to try and be quiet now. As he slammed the door open, tears still going down his pale cheeks, Robert woke up, annoyed. But before he could scream at his son, The latter picked up one of the empty bottles and smashed it onto his Father's head. Robert screeched out in pain, holding his bleeding head and frantically trying to remove the glass shards, although it proved futile.

Eli sniffled and grabbed a nearby knife Robert normally kept as a way to abuse Eli and Joshua, which included cutting their skin off or forcefully cutting their hair and ripping it. Eli jumped onto his Father and repeatedly stabbed him into the face, until it was just a mess of blood, flesh and broken bones. Eli took a deep, shaky breath, slowly lowering the knife. He was covered in blood, the carpet was stained. Eli stood up, his legs wobbly and barely able to properly hold him up. He walked out of the house again, and back to where Joshua's dead body was laying. Eli began sobbing the moment he saw it, and fell to his knees.

"Joshua..." ,he choked out between sobs, mourning his dead brother. He couldn't live without him. And so, Eli laid down beside Joshua, and lifted the knife, aligning it with where Eli's heart was located. The young boy stared at Joshua's face, before thrusting the knife into his own chest. Eli yelled out in pain, watching as the blood seeped into his clothing and oozed out of his wound. Eli's arms fell to the side, as his gaze went back to Joshua.

"We'll leave this earth together, Brother..." ,Eli whispered, his eyelids falling as his breathing stopped too. As the two dead brothers laid side by side, their blood mixed on the dirt and mud ground of the cornfield. They would remain together forever, no matter in what way.

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not me waking up in the worst confused panic ever this morning because I had a dream that my ex literally exploded right in front of me and then their ex started screaming and laughing and I started screaming and violently sobbing.

Help I’m really not okay /lighthearted /nsrs

getting to that point where my brain desperately wants to give up and just drop out of everything but I can’t I’m literally so close to the end I can’t stop

googlw dot com how to fuckinf kill inferiority complex google sof com stop making everyone better than me foodle please

[Day 264]

This one will be the last one i promise JHASKLDAHAH but light!!!!!!! Idk man LMAOF

All the jokes about Ken and horses are good but I just wanna say it's such a good parallel to how actual young men get swept into misogyny and the patriarchy.

Like they're told to believe it means men get to be cool and manly and have this power but with that comes extremely rigid commands of what they can be as a man and a cycle of self hatred for never matching those gender roles perfectly. Patriarchy tells men that if they just do exactly what is expected of them, then they get all the "cool stuff" that comes with. That doesn't work though when there's only a small group that actually gets that power, but men will keep trying to fit into those roles in hopes that they can.

In the end there are no horses or the myth men are told, it's just endless cycles of self hatred and ingroup fighting.

finished a model edit/retexture of the nutcracker to make my guy fencer !! was fairly fun to work on

def will make more renders of him in the future and maybe animations. for rn take this gif

"I don't ship securitywaiter" I say as I continue to fall deeper and deeper down the "crackship" rabbit hole.

lots of MD ... mostly nuzi and .. vuzi ... ig... SNF . anyways .

NO KIN TAGS FOR ANYONE HERE PLEASE !!!! (Uzi is @ahavrn <3 !

I don’t even think Whumper remembers that Whumpee had glasses before they were captured. They just think their stupid pet can’t read. and always flinches half a second too late.

ultrakill is the only fandom where i've actually enjoyed the fact that people will literally ship anyone with anyone

namari tomorrow...

Fun fact: While recording for season 2 of Dragons Rising, Sam Vincent was Actually undergoing his own mental crisis with horrible visions of dangers to come!

So that scene where he calls out to the Source Dragons for answers? That's his real and genuine frustrations, that wasn't in the script, hell the Source Dragons weren't even gonna be in the show until heard Sam kinda just... started venting in the recording booth. Then, after they had finished recording they overhauled s1 slightly, to add in Source Dragons.

My source? Dude just trust me...

[Day 39]

"I keep getting this feather in my face"

For the people that didnt watch the vods/streams: scar kept saying this bc the feather on his hat kept falling over, so i thought itd be fun to link it to a past moment :) (Grian is trying to use the feather to make him sneeze HAHJAKAH) (maybe the reason his feather keep falling over is a curse its grian haunting him its- [car runs over]