Alex Williams Doai - Tumblr Posts
doai art from like a week or two ago
coughs this up then goes back to writing a fanfic
oh yeah uh since im feeling silly and im about to go put a ton of effort into a drawing of alex take some other doodles from a week ago
ive posted a lot today so just like one last post
i really hope it's not low quality
RAHHHJH GOOD AFTERNOON. they're like the coworkers ever and i think they have a father son dynamic
grrrr Tumblr isn't letting me put the photos next to each other so like just pretend they are
i think i will post some headcanons later
Oh right I never posted the headcanons I talked about. I think. So like uh. I'm gonna write them all from memory because i wrote them on my tablet late at night. I think one of them was me thinking about if Alex working at Grimssos before was canon and I think I said that he would most definitely sleep through half of it which is explained by another headcanon of him waking up in the dead of night to research random things. Like he could just jolt awake and immediately start looking for facts about some random bug he heard the name of a year ago or something. Then another was that before getting dragged into the foundation, he had green dyed bangs(if you can call them that), and like over time, while working at the foundation, he started to bleach them out because the dye reminded him of when he wasn't exactly a fan of his life style. I think Mortimer would've gone missing around when half of the green dyed bangs were gone, so like if Alex and Veldigun Mortimer were to get in touch again I think Mortimer would be confused on where the dyed bangs went. Then another is that he really likes sharks.(I am projecting with this one i have like 3 shark plushies and more shark themed stuff)
hey guys i think alex would like ultrakill
another thing i would like to say about alex is uh i think aura and black & white by ghost and pals somewhat fit him idk tho it was a thought i had last night
propaganda! by crusher-p reminds me so much of alex its crazy how much i can picture them to this song i might draw it tonight
hey guys at a festival right now but here's something i drew last night that only will make sense in the future
hey guys i dont think i ever posted this
anyways i'll probably have more art to post soon -‿-
COUGH COUGH.
The thought of anyone at Alex's grave, begging the lord for just a few more minutes sickened them. The veldigun knew this. The reminder that it staying there would hurt them stayed scratching at the back of its head. It couldn't pry itself away from the grave.
It didn't understand. Its never had to deal with loss. It was always the one causing it, with no remorse or sympathy for the people it killed.
It tried going to the library Alex used to go to for information, but all they did was scream and run. It didn't know how to deal with these feelings. It couldn't.
Attempts of bringing them back, by offering flowers of different kinds, stealing books from stored on their favorite things, building things out of sticks from the nearby trees. Desperate crying and scratching, screaming for them to come back. Nothing worked.
It couldn't bring itself to leave.
cooking with FIRE4FUN lyrics right now
ALEX WILLIAMS FUCKING THROWING THE TOON LANKMANN PLUSHIE
hello everybody my name is markiplier and I'd like to think that eastridge county or whatever state it's in has like a really big lake somewhere in the forests
that being said, you guys know that drawing of Clyde at Alex's grave?
well do I got some silly words
Tired and injured, they collapsed at a lake. Breath heaving as they attempted to compose themselves. They got onto their knees, hands to the ground as they stared into the lake. The pain was so unbearable. they could throw up.
Hands desperately gripping at the soil for some type of grounding, as wide eyes stared back at the reflection.
They could feel the wet dirt slipping from their fingertips, and in what seemed like just a flash, their hands had slipped into the lake, almost taking their head with it.
It hurt too much to struggle to get their hands above water, the soil underwater gripping their hands in a way that made it feel like a trap.
Slipping more, they could feel their bloodied and bruised knees make contact with the water. It burned.
They knew they were sliding forward. It hurt too much to try and stop it. They couldn't recall the feeling of their arms sinking deeper, but they felt the water get up to their shoulders.
One last struggle, before they decided it wasn't worth it. They took a deep breath, before relaxing, and letting themselves slip into the water.
It was freezing. They saw a glimpse of the lake floor, before shutting their eyes. It burned so much to be under water, the cold water clashing with their wounds.
...
It was cold. They were cold.
oh boy this sure is fun! (THERE ARE OVER 500 FRAMES TO COLOR HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP)
@mintymimby ON October 27th, 1989, Alex Williams was found 🎷🎷💥💥(get haunted idiot)
hey guys what if alex was the enlightened, they were the free- *gets exploded with uncountable amounts of C4*
hey guys mesmerizer mortimer and alex WIP jumpscare