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If y’all haven’t seen the previous shitpost then…

Spector and Alex started dating after they moved out of Eastridge.

Don’t tell Clyde. They are the last to know

Better Cheddars is Alex’s favorite food, fight me.

This was hilarious! A fun, cute drabble!

mom says it’s my turn on the writing

Based on a conversation I had with @silver-tooth-the-panther about my Alex design needing to preen their wings.

Alex felt, greasy, like they hadn’t showered in days. Technically they hadn’t, but this wasn’t their hair. They didn’t really know how their hair worked with the eyes and all that.

No, this was their wings,

They felt greasy and wrong, their new feathers rubbing against each other in an uncomfortable way. They had vaguely heard of birds needing to preen their wings, but they had literally no idea how to. Human-sized wings are not naturally occurring on any animals besides the veldigun (and the velidgun were hardly natural from what Clyde and Winfrey had told them) and Alex had no idea how birds preen their wings anyway.

Alex flopped over in vague defeat. This was going to be a long day.

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Alex understood why Clyde had been so reckless with its first break in.

They had crashed into the desk, falling though the window with the grace of a giraffe with broken legs. They closed the window behind them, and made their way through the library.

Honestly, they had never been more grateful that veldigun had night vision.

They couldn’t really go for the computers, they were to loud and the night guard would absolutely catch them if they tried to look anything up, so they just grabbed a couple books on pet care for birds and made their way back through the window.

They’d return the books later.

(They didn’t)

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Simon was, a bit concerned about Alex.

They had been watching the flock for nearly an hour now, completely still as the flock preened its goopy feathers. “Clyde” they whispered hoarsely “what are they doing?”

Clyde turned to the scarecrow, then to their partner, then back to Simon. “Oh their trying to learn to preen their feathers”

Simon turned to it in confusion “what?”

Clyde shrugged “well they got wings from their transformation, and they don’t know how to preen them. The Flock was the only velidgun with wings that we know of, so they’ve just been watching it”

Simon blinked a couple time “they could’ve just asked me?” Clyde stretched before leaning back on the side of the barn. “I didn’t expect you to pay that much attention to the flocks preening. Then again, it’s is your partner-“

“No that not what I-“ they sighed, and turned to Clyde “I have wings. I could’ve taught them if they asked.”

Clyde looked at them with utter confusion “you have wings?”

Simon looked at Clyde with a deadpan expression, before unfurling their own wings, lined with black feathers mirroring their partner’s.

“Since when have you had those?” Clyde asked, pointing dumbfounded the It’s fellow veldigun.

“Clyde, you need to talk to people”

(My first Drabbles for the Twins AU. This takes place after Alex and Spec moved and before Clyde and the others return.)

A Special Surprise

(A DOAI Drabble.)

Warnings: Just pure fluff

Word Count: 1948

“Come on, Alex!” Spector squeaked, tail wagging rapidly as they looked outside the window. Red, orange, and brown leaves fell past the glass door and the sweet smell of decomposing leaves and pumpkin spice filled the air. It was Spector’s and Alex’s favorite holiday, Halloween.

“I’m coming. I’m coming.” Alex spoke with a tired grin, grabbing their handbag off of the coffee table. Neither of them bothered to use their disguises. They didn’t need to, not today. “I can’t believe that we’re invited to Claire’s Halloween party!” Spec squeaked with a wide grin. Alex shook their head. “I sure can. She invited all of her clients. She is your publisher, you know?”

“Our publisher.” Spec corrected them. “We work as a team.” Alex purred softly and walked over to them, petting their partner’s head. “Yeah. You’re right.” Spector squeaked once more as the two walked outside. The noodle-like Veldigun slipped into the passenger seat while Alex sat in the driver’s seat. Buckling in, Alex looked at their partner. “You ready, bud?” Spector nodded, grinning. “Of course!”

With the push of the ignition, the car roared as the sun started to set. Driving off down the slick road, Alex decided to connect their phone to the car so they could play their special Halloween playlist. The first song that played immediately caught Spector’s attention. “The Boogeyman? Didn’t know you liked older songs.” Alex chuckled softly. “Found it from a video. It was creepy as hell, but good.” Spector nodded, knowing exactly what they were talking about.

Trees loomed over them like shadows, watching the duo drive down the road. This wasn’t a busy part of Racoon County, which was the new area they took residence in, so there wasn’t much traffic. Out of the corner of their eye, Alex spotted orange lights strewn across a few trees. “Whelp, I spotted where we need to go.” They grinned as they turned onto a gravel road.

“Oh! An outside party!” Spec squeaked as they wagged their tail. “Glad to see these people aren’t too fussy about getting dirty.” Alex spoke softly, feeling much more comfortable about the new environment. They’re normally laid back and dread going into a stuffy place, so this gave them hope.

Luxury cars lined the sides of the gravel road, so Alex parked in the closest available area. Spector didn’t hesitate in the slightest to jump straight out of the rickety car. “PUMPKEENS!” They squealed, peering into the party area. Pumpkins covered the party area. A white table placed with various snacks, candies, and drinks sat near the back. Guests wearing detailed and colorful costumes cheered and danced to music coming from the radio.

“Damn…that’s a lot of people.” Alex whispered to themselves, fiddling with their claws. Spector scrambled over to them and gently took their hand. “It’s alright! We’ll blend in like a chameleon.” Alex smiled and nodded, blushing softly, at their friend’s reassurance. “Yeah…Later though, I do have something to tell you.” Spector tilted their head and patted their feet. “Oh? What is it?” Alex chuckled with a grin. “It’s a surprise. You have to wait and see.” Spector’s tail wagged excitedly before looking at the party ahead of them. “Well what are we waiting for? Let’s go!”

Spector practically dragged Alex to party, but their partner didn’t mind. They knew that Spec was just excited, which was something they admired and loved. The duo walked onto the grass yard, feeling the blades between their claws. Some of the guests looked in their direction and waved, which they returned.

A woman with deep red hair and tanned skin immediately noticed their arrival, much quicker than the rest of the guests. Her dark eyes shined in the moonlight as she went to approach them. The woman was the only one not wearing a costume, instead she wore her casual leather jacket and skinny jeans. “Hello, you two!” Claire’s friendly tone greeted them. “Glad to see you could make it.”

Alex smiled at her. “Glad to see you too, Claire. This honestly seems like a lovely party.” Claire nodded with a shy grin. “Yeah. I honestly didn’t know what the others would think of a more laid back, outdoor party, but they seem to be enjoying it. “ Spec grinned with excitement. “Well you don’t have to worry about that with us! We like more casual parties.” Claire giggled softly, placing a hand over her heart. “I know you two do, so I figured you’d enjoy this. You can pick any of the pumpkins that you’d like.”

She looked them both up and down. “Amazing costumes by the way.” Alex nervously smiled and nodded. “Thank you.” Claire just grinned and gently patted the two on the back. “Now go enjoy yourselves. You’ve earned it.”

Without hesitation, Spector scampered over to the pumpkins and started to examine them. “Now which one would make the perfect Jack O Lantern?” They scooped up two medium sized and brightly colored pumpkins. “No blemishes or bruises…Perfect size…tender walls. These are perfect!” Spec scooped them up in their arms and scampered over to Alex, who grabbed a few candies for them and their partner.

“Alex! Alex! Look what I found!” Spector raised the pumpkins. “Cool!” Alex spoke softly. “Gonna carve them?” Spec nodded with a wide grin. “I was wondering…if you would like to carve one with me? I know you say that you’re not good at it, but I think you can do it.” Alex smiled with warmth. “I would love to.” They then handed Spec some candy. “I got some of these for you.” Spector wrapped their tail around them. “Thanks, Alex.”

The party continued as normal. Many of the guests complimented their “costumes” as they danced. However, something was nagging at Alex’s heart. A little surprise that they had planned for Spector both filled them with excitement and anxiety. They wondered if Spector would understand or feel the same way. These thoughts and the noise of the party caused Alex’s heart to pound. The cacophony of noise became a loud blur. They had to get away for a few minutes.

Alex huffed as their tails swayed on the ground. They saw an opening into the forest, so they decided to take it. Huffing, Alex crawled into the depths of the woods. The noise slowly died down as they walked further and further away. Eventually, Alex sat down by a small lake. The moon made a reflection upon the water.

Birds chirped and small mammals rustled in the shrubbery near the Veldigun as they tried to think. At the party, Spector immediately realized that Alex was missing. They looked around, trying to find their partner, but they couldn’t see. That is, until they saw the opening into the dark woods. Spector knew Alex, so they immediately understood where they went.

“Alex?” Spector called out as they walked into the wilderness. “Alex? Where are you?” Hearing their partner call for them, Alex immediately snapped out of their thoughts. “Spector?” The leaves and bushes rustled before the friendly Veldigun’s head popped out. “There you are!” Spec crawled out, walking to their partner. “Got overstimulated?” They spoke gently as they sat down next to Alex.

The feline Veldigun nodded with a soft whine. “Sorry. I’ll come back in a few minutes.” Spector tilted their head. “Don’t say sorry. I get overstimulated too, so I understand.” Alex nodded slowly, but only stared at the lake.

After a few seconds of silence, Alex spoke up. “You know that surprise that I wanted to show you?” Spector nodded, twitching their tail. “Yeah?” Alex sighed, tapping their claws on their knees. “I…don’t know if you would like it.” Spector furrowed their eyebrows. “Why wouldn’t I like it?” Alex sighed, tapping their claws even faster.

They decided to show Spec their surprise. Without a word, Alex leaned over to their partner and kissed them. Spector’s asymmetrical eyes widened, sinking their claws into the ground. Breaking away, Alex saw the look of shock on their partner’s face. So, their ears slicked back and they looked away. “I’m…I’m sorry, Spec. I didn’t mean to-“

“I didn’t know you thought of me like that.” Spector put their claws over their mouth before looking back up at them with, to Alex’s shock, a smile. “You love me?” Alex nodded shyly. “I do.” Noodle-like arms wrapped around Alex as Spector pulled them into a tight hug. “I love you too!”

Warm tears started to stream down Alex’s face, their anxieties now quenched. Wrapping their arms around their partner, Alex buried their head into Spec’s shoulder. “Thank you, Spector. Thank you.” Then, they looked up at Spec with a warm smile.

“Looks like you two are doing well.” A woman’s voice was heard approaching them. Alex and Spector turned their heads to see Claire walking towards them with a warm smile. “Oh, Claire!” Alex yelped. “S-sorry. I just got overwhelmed for a second.” Claire giggled before sitting next to the couple. “Don’t worry about it, hun. I understand that completely. I just came to look for you two since I noticed you were gone, but I can see that you’re doing more than fine.”

Alex and Spector grinned shyly. Spec moved so they were sitting in Alex’s lap. “How are you always able to find us so quickly? I mean you noticed us as soon as we got here!” Claire’s eyes shifted nervously. “I…know those aren’t costumes.” Both Alex and Clyde looked at her with wide eyes. “You mean-“ Claire nodded. “You aren’t the only Veldigun’s in Racoon County.”

Claire’s body began to change. Black fur appeared all over her body with her hair stayed maroon, but had bright pink highlights at the bottom. Red and pink ram horns grew from her head and her fingers turned into hoof-like claws. Hooves replaced her feet as a little tail appeared. Her eyes turned into a hot pink color and her mouth was shaped like the depiction of a cat’s mouth. A bright pink light emitted from it. She seemed to be from the same generation as Alex and Spector.

“Sorry for hiding this from you. I wanted to see if you were friendly or not. That’s why I haven’t used my true form as a costume yet.” Alex and Spec’s jaws dropped. “We…had no idea you were one of us. How…How did you know?” Alex said weakly, shaking. “Well, you need to learn to conceal your scent. I knew who you two were when I first saw you. I’m sure you have a strong sense of smell, right?” Claire said as she pointed to her nose. Alex nodded, knowing they had a strong sense of smell as well. “I don’t understand…How did I miss it?”

Claire chuckled softly. “I disguise my scent. Scents can tell a lot about a person, even when they are in love.” She reached into her leather purse and pulled out an unlabeled perfume bottle. Then, Claire handed it to Alex, which they took. “This will mask your Veldigun scent. There are more Veldiguns in Racoon County.” Spector sniffed the bottle. “Are they nice?” Claire nodded, running her fingers through the lake water. “Yeah, most of them have fled from different places where people have found out about their existence.”

Alex smiled at Claire, then at Spector. “I’m glad to know that we’re not alone.” Claire returned the smile. “Me too. If you’d like, I could take you to our hotspot.” Alex looked at Spec for their response. They nodded with a wide smile, so Alex looked back at Claire. “Sure. We don’t see why not.” The ram Veldigun smiled at the couple before turning back to the lake. “See you there, lovebirds.”

*Alex is sweeping the living room and spots Clyde sitting on the couch, being lazy as shit.*

Alex: Hey, Clyde. Could you do the dishes please? They’re full.

Clyde: Heh, hell no.

*Having enough of their shit, Alex unhooks the tube of the vacuum and sucks up Clyde’s tail, making them scramble.*

Clyde: OKAY! OKAY! I’LL DO IT!

Alex: Heh, jackass.

Why is my immediate impulse whenever I see a Veldigun Alex is “I wanna hug them”?

“We’ll make…you say…how PROUD you are of US! So…stay awake…just LONG enough to see…OUR WAY!”

If there ever was a bad ending to the Twins AU, that would have to be if Alex and Spector gets taken by Lankmann due to Clyde’s recklessness.

Alex (now Veldigun) and Spector would be fused together. Spec’s top half coming out of Alex’s back. Now, Clyde has to face the consequences of what they’ve done.

Lemme ask y’all…

Do you think my Veldigun Alex is a cat-bat or cat-dragon?

Winfrey says: “Even though they have horns, which is very common amongst Veldigun, I believe they are a cat-bat. Main reason being their nighttime asthmatic.”

Clyde says: “Cat-dragon. No doubt about it. They have the wings, horns, sharp toothed mouth, and they are also a DND nerd.”

You can give your reasoning in the comments or a reblog!

You could never be a monster, Alex. You’re too pure.

but when

Does a Comet become a Meteor?

When does a Candle become a Blaze?

*epics your sitcom*

(This made me so happy to write. This is actually based off of a headcanon I have about Alex. Try to guess which song they sing at the end!)

Special Interests

(A DOAI Drabble)

Word Count: 1470

Warnings: FLUFF, plus masking

The newly risen moon shined through Alex’s bedroom window. Peace and quiet filled the house as the feline Veldigun walked into their domain. Their ears twisted and swiveled around, trying to pick up any slight sound. Luckily, nothing was heard or seen. Alex sighed heavily before bending down beside their bed.

Claws clicked on the ground as they tried to find something very special to them. Feeling the sensation of leather, Alex made a soft, yet excited, mew as they pulled the item out. It was a leather guitar case. The case was beaten and worn, but they didn’t mind, Alex unhooked the hinges before lifting up the lid.

There, they found their beloved acoustic guitar. The strings soon needed to be replaced and the body needed to be shined, but it was otherwise fine. Alex lifted up the guitar and examined. “Glad this old boy survived the move.” They examined the old instrument and took the metal pick that they had tucked into the strings when they last played it.

Sitting on the bed with the guitar in their hands, Alex sighed before playing the instrument. They had tuned it recently, so it didn’t need it for this round. They found themselves playing the intro of Tesla’s Love Song, which was incredibly beautiful to their ears yet also very complex. Humming along with the tune, Alex closed their eyes as their claws picked at the strings.

“Hey Al-“ Spector creaked the door open, facing their partner’s back. Luckily, Alex didn’t notice their beloved partner entering the room. Instead of continuing what they were about to say, Spector just listened to the heavenly music that came from Alex’s guitar. “Woah…” Spector whispered as they intricately watched their partner.

Moving closer to Alex, Spector gently crawled on the bed to hopefully get a closer look at Alex’s playing. They watched their partner’s claws move seamlessly across the instrument, but what really caught their eye was Alex’s expression. They looked like they were in their element. Spector had only seen this expression when both of them went on dates or cuddled, so they knew that music meant a lot to them.

When Alex was done playing the melody, they looked over at their partner. This caused the feline Veldigun to jump slightly. “Oh! Spector! I didn’t notice you there…” They said with an embarrassed chuckle, clutching the neck of the guitar close to their chest. Alex fidgeted nervously with their claws and the strings of the instrument. “Why didn’t you tell me that you could play?” Spector spoke softly as they stood up, looking at Alex with a warm expression.

“Well…I’m not that great. Plus, it’s just a hobby. Nothin’ to write home to mom about.” Alex said, fidgeting even more with the instrument. “What do you mean? What you just played sounded wonderful! Even if you weren’t good, I can see that you’re passionate about it, so why would you hide something you love?” Spector walked closer to their partner, gently sliding their claws on the strings. “It’s just nothing special. It doesn’t really matter.” Alex shyly smiled before a sorrowful expression grew on their face.

Spector immediately recognized this look. They made this exact look the first time Clyde shoved them and their interests away. “Alex…I think it matters.” Alex’s ears immediately drooped before sighing and sitting back onto the bed. “Sorry…I just didn’t want to annoy you with my frankly useless knowledge on music.” Spec tilted their head. “Alex, you let me ramble about my hyperfixations all the time! I would have no problem listening to yours.” They gently took their partner’s hand. “I’m guessing no one wanted to listen to you before?”

Alex shook their head with a somber look. “No. I didn’t have any siblings and they parents always gave me the excuse that they were too tired to listen to my nonsensical rants. So…I just thought it would be better to keep it to myself.” Spector nodded, understanding their pain. Before the war really started, Clyde would listen to their ramblings, so they knew how good it felt to have someone to listen to. Yet, they also knew that it hurts to be denied that chance to express themselves.

“They aren’t nonsensical, Alex. It’s just who you are.” Spector looked at the worn down instrument. “How long have you been playing for?” A smile began to form on Alex’s face. “Years. Over a decade even. I believe I got this thing when I was eight. I know I should replace it, but I didn’t have the money for the longest time.” Spector tilted their head and grinned. “Your experience shows. You’re really talented, man!”

Alex laughed softly as their tails swayed, making Spec blush slightly. “Thanks. That actually means a lot to me.” Spector wrapped their arms around their partner. “No problem, critter.” Then, they kissed their Veldigun partner.

A few weeks passed since that conversation. Spector would have to get Alex to talk about their hyperfixations in order for them to do so. Turns out, they had a tendency to love certain things just like Spector did. Alex delve deep into any interest that they had and music seemed to be their strongest one. So, Spector decided to give them a little surprise.

They had ordered something online, so they had to wait quite a bit for it to show up. Spector knew they couldn’t just go out and get it. People would get suspicious of their appearance! So, this was the safest bet.

Then, it arrived. A large package was dropped off on their doorstep. Spector waited for the mailman to leave before slinking outside to grab the package. Package in hand, Spector carried it inside and ran into the bedroom. They wrapped the package as quickly as they could. Soon, they heard Alex drive into the parking lot.

The front door opened as Alex quickly changed back into their Veldigun form. “Spector? You home?” They called for their partner, shutting the door behind them. Some shuffling from the bedroom confirmed their suspicions. Alex grinned as they walked over to their bedroom. “Spec. I know you’re in there.”

Spector almost panicked before opening the door, immediately wrapping their arms around their partner. “Evening, Alex!” Spector gave them a little forehead kiss. “I got something for ya!” Alex tilted their head and petted them. “You did? How sweet. Thank you.” Spec gently took their partner’s arm and took them over to the bed.

Alex sat down and lovingly watched their partner. Spector hopped over to the closet and took out the wrapped box. They took the box over to their partner and set it in their lap. “Oh, Spector. You shouldn’t have.” Alex spoke gently as Spector sat down next to them. “Hush. After everything you’ve done for me, and many other people, you deserve something in return.”

Alex smiled warmly as their claws gently tore into the wrapping paper. They ripped it off with ease before using their claws once more to cut the tape on the box. Spector watched excitedly as their partner opened the box. What greeted Alex nearly made them gasp. A sleek, leather guitar case greeted them. They gently took the case out of the box, realizing that there was a heavy weight inside.

Being incredibly gentle, Alex unlocked the case and opened it. A shiny black guitar greeted them as it shone in the light. The strings and body were brand new and the neck and machine heads was incredibly stable on the body. A brand new pick was tucked in the strings.“Do you like it?” Spector grinned as they watched their partner hold the guitar. Tears slowly started to fall down Alex’s face. “It’s…It’s beautiful.”

Alex turned to look at Spector. “You…You did this for me?” Spector nodded before hugging their feline partner. Alex buried their head into Spec’s shoulder and cried. “Thank you. Thank you so much.” Spector patted them on the head, knowing that Alex wasn’t used to people doing stuff for them. “It’s no problem, little critter. I just wanted to make you feel special.” The partners broke away and Alex smiled. “You certainly have.”

The feline Veldigun looked down at the guitar before setting it up in their lap. Spector’s tail wagged excitedly, knowing what was going to happen. Alex then began to pluck at the guitar with both their claws and the pick. A beautiful melody rang out throughout the house. This melody was soon joined with wonderful vocals.

“It always feels more quiet…in the dark. It always feels so stark. When silence grows under the moon…and it’s always gone so soon.” Alex’s voice sounded mystical to Spector. They already had a unique voice, so their singing sounded just as unique and beautiful. Spector happily listened to their partner, loving their passion.

I’m Trying To Think Of A Ship Name.

I’m trying to think of a ship name for Alex and Spector that Tumblr could use.

I know of the classic “meshing names together” method. There, I got Alector (tee hee Hannibal Lector), but I’m more focused on the dynamic name.

Some ships have names based on their colors or dynamic. For example, Norman x Ray from The Promised Neverland is referred to as Oreo Milkshake. This one was incredibly difficult to come up, but I have a few ideas.

Changing Seasons and Day And Night were my two main picks. Changing Seasons was one because of their color schemes. Spector has the autumn/fall colors and motif while Alex is much more reminiscent of spring. However, Day And Night is more aligned with their personalities. Spector being the energetic and silly one while Alex is more of the calm and collected one.

What do y’all think?

LMAO!!!!! The fluff is unreal

The way you draw Alex makes them look so fluffy!

You’ve only seen 10% of their power

So the whole fandom is headcanoning that Alex is a stoner? Here’s my input!

Personally, I think that they would do it to either calm their mental state or fall asleep. It was a really bad habit when they were working at the asylum.

Now, things are better for them. Alex has a wonderful partner and their tails force them to sleep. They don’t have much use for weed anymore. They’re recovering.

Your art is always amazing!

@plant-dragon pspspsps come get yo food

this is to the jashers on Doaiblr. I know you exist

Imagine…all the Veldigun Alexs…high as fuck…playing DND

I’m sorta conflicted…

I’m gonna write my next Drabble soon, but I have too many ideas, so I’m gonna let y’all pick what you want to see!

Yesss I love codependent Mortimer and Alex. Like I know it's completely fannon but like it's such a fascinating idea.

hi

*Buys a new costume for Clyde* “Here you go. Got you another one.”

Lmao I was actually thinking about this

Move over NERDS its my turn on the writing🔥

DOAI SPOILERS :3

(Okay so in this context Alex is developing veldigun sickness AGH)

Alex slumps home, their paranoia has been..getting the better of him. All their thoughts have become a jumbled mess of sounds that don’t even vaguely resemble speech. Watching every single car that even happens to go in their general direction before speeding off. They knew Lankmann was onto him, they were sure of it. Its just, why he was waiting so long…?

The squeak of the door that they’ve opened at least a thousand times to get to their apartment room is only now starting to get on their nerves, the slow pain thats developing in his knees. It was like they could barely walk anywhere without feeling some kind of pain. They felt like shit, to say the absolute least. Crashing down on the cheap mattress, Alex’s mind doesn’t exactly know where to go now, what exactly would they think about? The fact the man they were unintentionally helping sacrifice people to some monster was going to kill them? How nice. They cough burying their face into the crook of their arm. “The weathers getting colder…it’s only a cough.” They thought to themselves. As if trying to convince themself of something. As if there was a hang of dread they couldn’t feel, Alex leaned against the wall, tired but not quite enough to sleep, unfortunately. They coughed again, and then again. And soon found they couldn’t stop. Each one more violent, more painful than the last. So hard they begin to tear up.

Alex shoves open the door to the bathroom and hangs over the sink. Staring into the mirror as the flickering light fights to illuminate their surroundings. Before coughing, choking. Harder than they ever had. Alex opened their eyes and stumbled back upon what they saw in the sink. Blood, Alex had coughed up blood.

“No..no no no no..”

They repeat to themself, pacing around the small room for a moment before pausing. Looking down at their arms, then into the mirror. They’ve lost so much weight, and their skin is becoming a sickly pale. They fall, just barely catching themself on the sink. The horrific realization they’ve come to leaves them in a state of animalistic panic. Lankmann wasn’t going to kill them, he was going to let them die. They cough more, the metallic smell of blood was hitting their nose was making them even more nauseous. They turn the sink on and splash the cold water on their face. As if that would do something, anything. But it doesn’t. Alex falls back against the wall, their breathing is labored and hard. Not helped by how clogged their throat felt. They thought they were just going to be killed but this is so much worse. Alex tilts their head back against their breathing wasn’t slowing down, it was so rapid. Only occasionally interrupted by the violent coughing. Their heartbeat was a clumsy banging drum that played in their ears. Their whole body was shaking, thoughts were running around their mind at a thousand miles a minute and almost nothing could break past the wall of their mind and escape through their mouth.

“I don’t want to die..”

Alex paused, almost covering their mouth as they heard themself say that. Their shakey breathing was slowing but didn’t stop. They lean back against the wall, the last thing they ever wanted was to show fear. Even completely alone, even in the security of their own falling apart room. They wanted to be brave about it the last thing they wanted was to admit on any other level other than subconsciously. That they’re afraid, terrified. They’re still young, they still have so much life ahead of them… Alex hunches over staring at the ground, they hold themselves and a feeling of defeat washes through their mind…

The sound of Alex’s breathing is the only one that hits their ears, the room is so quiet, but Alex’s thoughts are screaming, yet somehow, still so vague and hard to make out. They’re completely spaced, they stand up. Their legs shake violently, but they walk forward anyways. Staring into the mirror for a fleeting second before looking straight back down into the overrun sink that they’d forgotten to switch off. They do so and a silent sigh rolls out of their breath. Unsure of what to think, of what to do. All they know is to walk forward anyways.

hey guys uh i would like to drop the headcanon that mortimer and alex were like friends or something . like co-workers and friends , and so like thats what alex meant by the uh someone he cares about being hurt .