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pey0te · 8 months
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crabbys-stuff · 8 months
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They are back✨️
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nicktremblaywayfu · 4 months
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For : @redseeker
Not great with Spicy so enjoy some sweet Weddie nuzzling.
Merry Christmas!
From : @messinwitheddie
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netherworm · 11 months
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Some r18 Weddie from my Patreon back in March! See the full version for free HERE!!
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lunarbreaksblog · 6 months
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I really really really want to write a fic about Waylon taking in a black cat (a cursed Eddie) and after Waylon finds out that the cat is a cursed man he helps Eddie return to human form. Also cat Eddie is so agressive in the beginning but slowly starts warming up to Waylon until he keeps trying to literally sleep on top of Waylons face. AND the moment that Eddie returns to human form, Waylon is lowkey terrified because he is so used to Eddie being a tiny black kitty compared to the now 6'8 tank of a man.
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simp-shmuck · 6 months
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I need your help finding a fan fiction tumblr, please bro
It’s an Outlast: Whistleblower fanfic about Eddie Gluskin and Waylon Park. Basically, they escape Mount Massive and get to another facility where they are hiding from Murkoff right? Herman Carter and Sally Whatever-the-fuck are like the doctors there. Something happens and Eddie and Waylon have to run away from the facility and hide in a cabin owned by Herman Carter in the woods for a long time together right? And they like slower become more comfortable with each other as they heal from the trauma they endured while in Mount Massive right? I’ve been trying to find this bomb ass fanfic for the longest time. I read it in like 2020-2022ish on ao3 and I’ve been meaning to reread it but now I can’t find it. Please internet, do your thing and bring that wonderful fanfic back into my life!
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tylerstesticles · 4 months
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Eddie Gluskin and Waylon Park, Outlast: Whistleblower (2014, Red Barrels)
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true-to-the-rp · 10 months
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RP Request (Open)
Hi, Im Satan, Im 23 years old. Im looking for an RP partner for Discord (but can be convinced to RP on Tumblr never done it before). This is also my side blog for RP search, and probably looks terrible dont mind it. I dont have a computer to fix it.
I have fandom RP Ideas right now, and only do Canon x Cannon. I like Original stuff, and have a few original ideas but I have been craving some Cannon/Cannon action. There are some AU ideas for some, and Headcannons for the characrers Im playing. I'm open to work on a different plot or ideas that you have in mind, Nothing I writen for the character section is Set and Stone! Dm me - lord_satan_ on discord or on tumblr messanger
If there is another pairing you wanna do instead of the ones listed just ask! Even if there from a different fandom! I might be willing to rp them.
Information
Im 23
He/Her/Them
EST Time Zone.
I like making playlists for the rp, sending art of the pairings (not my own, I only draw clothing) and when Im really in the mood yammer about stuff.
I have moments where I go silent, sorry about that. I sometimes just not in the mood to chat.
I have Autism, and sometimes suck at spelling.
I RP mainly on Discord but I can be convinced to RP on Tumblr if you are comfortable with it.
I write in 3rd person
Canon/Canon Pairing Only (M/M)
Semi lit to Lit, depending on the partner.
Rules
Be patient, I sometimes forget or get busy with life. If its been more then 24 hours please ping me again.
Be honest, if you arent enjoying the rp, or getting tired tell me.
No 1st person
No one liner, Im looking for Semi Lit.
No Minors, 18 plus Partner (I want 21+, but Im not gonna be picky). If You lied to me about your age, and I find out. Ill ban you.
Limits
Nothing with Eyes, Im down to clown withgore (cause I have two killers in this list)
Dont jump to sex please. I want build up.
No R*pe in the rp, the person can be sexually herrassed and it can be a thing that happened to the character in the past. But no R*pe in the rp.
Fandoms, Bold and coloured are character I can play!
Persona
Akechi Goro × Kurusu Akira
Akechi and Akira are from the same school/collage, and both are rivals. Enemies to friends to Lovers.
CoD | Call of Duty
Horangi x Kongi
Horangi has been a big fan of a ex porn star, unknown to him that star works right next to him and Kongi is clueless that he is big fan of Horangi music when he was an idol. (Based of a Fanfic I read)
Price x Graves
Graves didnt want to betray the group but he had to, for his young daughter. Group unaware of this, even Price someone he was having a romantic relationship with. (Am Open to other stuff turn to page Soup x Ghost (x roach?) for AU ideas if you don't wanna do this plot)
Soap x Ghost (x Roach?)
Monster AU, Camboy Au, Streamer AU, Flower shop/Tattoo Shop Au, Mermaid Au, or anything
South Park
Butters x Kenny
Theres a rumor that Choas has crated a formula that could give people superpowers. Making heads turn. Enemy to lovers.
Tweek x Craig
Collage AU. I dint have a detail plot idea, but open to discuss stuff for these two!
Evil Within
Sebastian x Ruben "Ruvik"
AU: Ruvik is a doctor at a hospital, he cares for his younger brother. Sebastian as a daughter who lways in and out of hospitals cause of her health. (AUs and Other stuff Welcomed if plot doesnt interest you)
Outlast
Eddie Gluskin x Waylon Park
I dont really have a plot idea for this one, open to suggestion and AUs!
You made it to the end, perfect. Hit me up with headcannons for the character you wanna play, Im so down to discuss Plot and Themes, also send ne your Triggers and No Nos.
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bygoneafternoons · 3 months
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My very first Outlast work!
Summary: After a night out with his best friend, Waylon vanishes into the night without a trace after meeting a stranger cast adrift on his street. But it’s all a pretense.
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bloodyblow-blog · 2 years
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Outlast, anybody?
Well, I just felt I needed one edit with this song (Eddie/Waylon)! Sorry not sorry  😁
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iblewthewhistle · 2 years
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Outburst
Yet again, Eddie was reworking his stitching on Waylon’s gown, though it was frustrating that it was he himself was the cause of the new gashes and tears in the fragile fabric.
As he fished through his stolen supplies, he found the spool of delicate white thread, but sighed, and walked into the supply cupboard to retrieve some likely looking beads, rolling one of the iridescent droplets in between his fingers.
As he walked back towards the dress, he saw one of the hooded hooligans studying the fabric. He let out a disgusted noise.
“Don’t put your filthy hands on that. Honestly, you Legion…” He stalked past, retaking his seat, and scooped up his supplies. “No sense of reverence for art.”
“Just wondered if you wanted some snaps of your precious ‘darling’,” The other hummed, waving a few polariods at Eddie.
“Of course, I’ve been enjoying the sight of him for a few days. The way he cries out when he’s close, watching him fight back his tears...Do you imagine running that knife of yours up along his thighs? Watching the red run down all that white…it must be so gratifying.”
Eddie had frozen as he listened, his fingers clutching hard onto the scissors in his fingers. “Shut up.” He breathed, as the black clad figure circled the dress.
“Do you dream about holding him down in that asylum? Locking him to one of the beds so you can ravage him again and again? I sure do. Mm. I’d take him there any day. Especially in that pretty dress.”
Eddie didn’t even realise he was standing until he saw that ridiculous mask in front of him, listening to the choked noises. He pulled the scissors out of the man’s neck, and stabbed again, this time in the chest, stabbing again and again until the masked killer fell to the floor.
The scissors in his hand dripped red down onto the white of the mask, even as he tried to regain his composure. “Don’t you ever talk about my Darling like that again.” Eddie spat. “You fucking whore. Don’t act like you know him. He’s my Darling, not YOURS!”
The doors behind him flew open, and Eddie blinked.
“What’s going on?” Waylon walked in, before he wrinkled his nose, stepping carefully around the body. “You killed him?”
Eddie jerked back. “I…I thought it was one of…” He silently pointed at the shape behind Waylon, who moved to crouch over the bloodied body. The mask slipped up to expose the young blonde underneath, who studied Eddie’s handiwork. The other Legion boy stepped in too, hand covering his own mouth. “Oh shit…”
“Danny wishes he was one of us.” He snorted, tilting his head. “Fucker is sick-sick.” The teen picked up a sheaf of polaroids, and let out a strangled noise. “Looks like he’s been watching you, Way.”
Waylon took the photos, and turned a few interesting shades of red. “Fuck you, Danny.”
“He’s probably got copies.” The teen stood up. “Joey, let’s get this loser out of here. Fucker deserved it.”
As the two teens picked the body up, Eddie blinked. “That one isn’t part of the Legion?”
Waylon tossed the polaroids towards the fire, and blinked at him. “No, he’s Ghostface. He gets off watching people and taking photos. Clearly found out where I’ve…” He cleared his throat.
“Frank’s their leader. There’s Julie, Joey and Suzie. Suzie is the pink haired one.” He explained. “No one cares if you kill Danny. He’s…” Waylon made a face. “…let’s just say he has fun here. Enjoys it a bit too much. What did he even say to you?”
As Eddie’s eyes tore away from the bloodied spot on the floor, he shook his head, and threw the scissors towards the table, disgusted. “Nothing I want to repeat. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have lost my temper.”
Waylon patted him on the back, and leaned up to give him a soft kiss on the cheek. “Don’t worry about it. I know you’re trying. And don’t let Danny get to you. He’ll keep trying to wind you up. And he’ll use me to do it.” He let out a sigh. “Let’s get this cleaned up, hmm?”
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crabbys-stuff · 1 year
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Bonus:
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nicktremblaywayfu · 4 months
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Before You Wake
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To: @lunarbreaksblog
Happy christmas :)
From @redseeker​
Rating : SFW 
Every day the love of his life walked past Eddie’s shop window.
With sandy blond hair and features as delicate as a girl’s, the young man passed Eddie’s humble storefront at the same time each morning, and again at the same time each night. Eddie didn’t know where he went, where he worked or what he did for a living. He didn’t even know his name.
Eddie spent hours daydreaming about the life they would have together. While he worked mending suit jackets and altering prom dresses, he pictured the dates he and his love would go on and all the places they would travel to. They would go to Paris for their honeymoon, or maybe Venice. Eddie had always wanted to see the world, and with his true love at his side he would finally be able to get a stamp on his passport.
It was a cold day in December when Eddie came downstairs from the little studio he slept in, unlocked the shop door and turned the handwritten sign in the door to “open”. The shop was so cold that ice had formed inside the window. He stamped his feet and rubbed his hands together as he waited for his ancient space heater to warm up. Snow had fallen in the night and covered the little street outside his shop in white.
Eddie glanced at the clock and smiled. Sure enough, a moment later he spotted his love walking down the street. He was wrapped up in a padded coat that concealed his slender figure, and his blond hair was covered by a hat and orange earmuffs. Eddie kept the shop lights off so he could linger in the shadows and watch the man go by. He was looking down, absorbed in his phone. He looked troubled, Eddie thought, and he wondered what might worry his beloved so much that his lovely brow scrunched up in a frown.
Suddenly his beloved stepped onto a patch of ice and his foot slipped out from under him. Eddie gasped, but his love righted himself before he fell. His darling ought to be more careful, Eddie thought. The fresh dusting of snow concealed treacherous ice beneath.
Recovered from his near miss, Eddie’s darling resumed walking, only to pause and tap furiously at his phone.
He didn’t see the flatbed truck come around the corner far too fast, nor did he see when it hit a section of ice on the road.
The truck lost control and skated on the icy road. The driver tried to right the vehicle’s course, slammed on the breaks, but the truck’s own momentum carried it forward. Eddie’s heart stopped. He was seconds away from seeing his true love die.
Eddie threw the door open and ran out of the shop.
His love had seen the danger now but was frozen in the face of the oncoming vehicle. The driver blasted his horn, but Eddie knew it was too little too late. He slammed into his love at full speed and used his powerful body to propel his darling out of the way of the careening truck just before it could mow him down. Eddie and his love fell to the ground and the truck swerved once more and crashed into a streetlamp, knocking it over to forty-five degrees and leaving the front of the truck a crumpled, steaming wreck. Inside the cab, the dazed driver wrestled with his airbag.
Eddie didn’t spare the driver a thought as he lay atop his darling in the snow. Beneath his love’s head, the pristine white was stained with splashes of red.
“Darling?” Eddie whispered. His love’s eyelashes fluttered, but otherwise he looked just like he was sleeping. Eddie cradled his head and stroked his pale cheek.
“Darling, don’t leave me,” Eddie said as his eyes filled with tears. “Not before our life together can really begin.”
Eddie didn’t leave his love’s side until an ambulance arrived to take him away. Even then, he was reluctant to let go of his hand.
“Our wedding was going to be beautiful,” he murmured sadly.
“Do you want to ride with him?”
Eddie turned to the EMT who had just put his love in the back of the ambulance. She was a fresh-faced young woman with compassionate brown eyes.
“I’m sorry?” he said.
“I said, did you want to ride to the hospital with your fiancé?” the EMT said.
“I… Yes,” Eddie said. “Yes, that would… Thank you.”
The EMT smiled.
“Is he going to be all right?” Eddie asked. “I only thought about getting him out of the way of that truck, but he must have hit his head when we fell…”
“Don’t worry, sir,” the young woman said. “You may just have saved his life. Now just leave the rest to us.”
On the way to the hospital, Eddie slipped a hand in his darling’s inside coat pocket and found a wallet. Inside were some cards, a little cash, and some photographs of a dark-haired woman and two smiling children. Eddie pocketed the pictures to dispose of them later and turned his attention to the cards. There was a driver’s license with his beloved’s picture, and finally Eddie learned his beloved’s name: Waylon Park.  
Eddie sat by Waylon’s hospital bed for three days. He dozed in the chair and only left to relieve himself and to eat. The nurses whispered amongst themselves of his devotion and sighed over his chiselled jaw and piercing blue eyes. Eddie ignored them entirely and watched the gentle rise and fall of his beloved’s chest as he slept on.
When he wasn’t doing that, he was perusing social media on his phone as he learned everything he could about Waylon Park. The man Eddie was going to marry was a software engineer from California, who graduated cum laude from Berkeley. An only child, Waylon’s mother was deceased while his father lived in Florida with a new wife and daughter. Waylon himself had two children with a woman named Lisa, but their relationship was “complicated”. There were only a couple of pictures of the family publicly posted. Lisa looked like any other harlot, but the twin boys were cute, with identical rosy cheeks and glossy brown hair. He followed the links to Lisa’s profile and found a post from just that morning which featured her in a scandalous bikini, posing on a sun-lounger with a cocktail while the children played in the pool behind her.
“Whore,” Eddie muttered. What kind of a wife gallivanted off on vacation while her love lay at death’s door?
He put his phone away and took Waylon’s hand in his.
“Everything will be so different now, darling,” he said lovingly. “I’ll take better care of you than she ever could. If only you would wake up.”
It was late in the evening, and the sky outside was dark. The ward was quiet, and the bustle of the city felt far away. Eddie sat on the edge of his chair and held Waylon’s hand in both of his, before tentatively brushing his lips against Waylon’s knuckles. Waylon did not stir. Eddie stroked Waylon’s hair as he studied every detail of his face, from his long eyelashes to the subtle pout of his lips.
“Forgive me, darling,” Eddie whispered, and bent down to press his lips against Waylon’s.
The world stopped, and everything in Eddie’s life made sense in that moment. He kissed Waylon again, already hooked on his taste. When he felt Waylon’s lips move against his own, he sighed happily and slipped his tongue inside Waylon’s warm, sweet mouth, only to draw back in surprise a moment later.
“Darling? You’re awake?”
Waylon’s eyes opened. He looked up at Eddie in bewilderment, and then licked his lip.
“Who… are you?” Waylon said.
Eddie’s precious fantasy was about to unravel. He closed his eyes, not willing to let go of the moment just yet.
“Don’t you recognise me, darling?” he said.
“I don’t remember,” said Waylon. The last thing he did remember was… nothing. His mind was as blank as a fresh field of snow. He knew his name, and he could tell from his surroundings that he was in a hospital.
The man at his bedside was a stranger to him, but the affection in his eyes and the taste of his kiss on Waylon’s lips spoke of intimacy and belonging. He was tall and muscle-bound, with pale skin and hair as black as an oil slick. He had a heavy brow, thin lips, and a nose that had been broken at least once, but the overall effect was not unpleasant. Maybe he wasn’t classically handsome, but he was certainly attractive.
“I don’t remember you,” Waylon said. “But I wish I did.”
“You had a nasty bump on the head,” the man said with a smile. “A bit of a near miss, to tell the truth. I almost lost you.”
“I… I’m sorry, but who are you?”
“Oh, my love. My name is Eddie, and I’m the man you’re going to marry.”
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Waylon/Eddie The Closing Shift AU
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lunarbreaksblog · 8 months
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Why did this take so many tries to upload- AHHHH
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