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[cadaever-blog]

fuckingvictus‌:

                he’s in the middle of spray painting a wall in an alleyway. it was dusk, probably around seven thirty pm. he knew no one would be really out unless someone came out of a late evening movie. he wasn’t expecting to hear the sound of bike tires on the road. eyes shift to see a familiar face, eyebrows furrowing together with concern for a moment. where were all his friends? they were basically attached to the hip. the concern on his freckled features is quickly replaced with annoyance. 

                    “what the hell are you staring at? shouldn’t you be home?” // @cadaever

he shouldn’t be out this late, his mother would be UPSET knowing he’d gone out all on his own. but there’s a calling; something dragging him away from his bed, DOWN, down, but he has to find it. where to go. THE VOICE IN HIS HEAD IS LEADING HIM. little legs peddle around town, they come to a STOP at the sight of another. he’s been acknowledged; the boy blinks, a small exhale escapes him.  “ i’m on my way home. “ a lie, told very casually. HE speaks for him. “ what are you doing ? “

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[cadaever-blog]

hey ! i’m gonna do starters / replies now, all mostly iconless for the most part. i wanna do a scene redraw too, so, i’ll be looking for a scene in stranger things to draw in my style hehehe.... any suggestions ?

[keepscold-blog]

focusing more on THIS CONCEPT, will still has his conscience but it is infected by the mind flayer. he still lives mentally, but his body is dead; he is decaying ( but at a slow rate as he keeps cold for the intruder’s comfort ). the worst part is that will knows that he’s dead, but he says nothing because he doesn’t want anyone else to be upset. he thinks he can live with this thing in his head because otherwise will byers doesn’t exist anymore. but at the end of the day, when he realizes what is happening, he’d rather die than let the mind flayer kill everything. 

[cadaever-blog]

𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆.

private + selecve flayed! will byers written by klaus / triggering themes will be present, read rules before interacting !

[cadaever-blog]

𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆.

private + selecve flayed! will byers written by klaus / triggering themes will be present, read rules before interacting !

[cadaever-blog]

ive been trying to make a promo for like 2 hours n i just Cant lmao

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I LOVE YOU AND THE WORLD IS ENDING AND I LOVE YOU.   /  the embodiment of life  ,  eternal optimist  ,  more commonly known as solveig.  brought to you by lemuela. rebooted 2019. 

[cadaever-blog]

me, making everything depressing: will byers died in the upside down. he was dead for a while and when he was found, he was only granted life because the mind flayer wanted to get out. will knows he isnt alive because he doesnt feel like he used to. he hasnt grown much; he is stuck, walking around as a host. but how much longer until he becomes the monster itself ?

[cadaever-blog]

will byers grows up to be goth next question please.

[cadaever-blog]

i have like 6 followers but give this a little  ♡ and i’ll try to come up w/ a starter ! 

[byelerendgame]

today’s mood

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Everybody Wants To Rule The World by Tears For Fears except you’re in the forest at night with a flashlight, trying to find a jacket that you left on the path earlier today, when you hear it playing in the distance - probably from the radio of some campers, as you can see a warm light in that distance, too. You keep looking along the path and only stop when you think you hear wolves.

[cadaever-blog]

fuckingvictus·

                   she did enjoy coming to the quarry. it was usually quiet, even if some of the kids were swimming in it. it was a local hot spot for the most part, but sharona always felt solace by it. hell, she even loved the adrenaline rush that came with jumping into the icy cold waters. perhaps it was because it was dangerous. she had become more reckless with age. the wheels of her bike skid against gravel as she turns her bike into the forested area, nearly losing control of her bike. once she caught her bearings, she’ll drop her bike onto it’s side before she made her way towards the edge. she certainly wasn’t expecting to see the new kid here. wasn’t he from indiana? long legs bring her towards the other, but she slows her pace, eyebrows furrowing. “hey.” words are gentle, not wanting to startle him even if it was probably unavoidable. “you okay? you don’t look so good,”

his thoughts pulled him into a sort of DISSOCIATION. watched the wind move the water below, small waves pushing around, the occasional splash of a FISH briefly poking out. HER VOICE SNAPS HIM OUT OF IT. heart pounds against his chest; will’s gaze snaps to hers, eyes wide. she startled him, that’s no FAULT of hers, but he moves a little too quick. feels as though he loses balance, teetering a little TOO CLOSE to the edge. a large rock is kicked over the edge of the QUARRY, and will takes a moment to balance himself. “ i--- i’m.... “ he exhales sharply, legs pull him away from the edge and closer to his new bike. “ i just..... don’t like HEIGHTS. “ 

[cadaever-blog]

i’m going to work on my blog a bit, add a verses page and explain a little more about what makes my will different. but this is an au version, specifically more-so about him... actually being dead. i emphasize on that, and there will be talks of trauma and psychological effects as well as mental illness.  i will also be emphasizing an important role of the mind flayer, as he is, indeed, still inside of will. so, i will also be writing the monster, too, on this blog. be prepared babes. 

[cadaever-blog]

he hasn’t been here in a long time. it’s understandable, as the quarry was the beginning of his TRAUMA. his little body crashing against the water, sinking, the endless COLD of it all enveloping him as he lost consciousness. thinking about it for too long always brought out something bad in him. HIS ANXIETY WOULD SPIKE, he would recall a pair of eyes in the dark that sent him towards the edge. he’d remember the FEAR he felt. but only kids are scared of the dark. OF MONSTERS. that’s what the other kids say. that’s why he stands at the quarry, right by the ledge where he fell. LEGS ARE SHAKING, he’s breathing slowly, trying to look down. he has no intentions of jumping, no, but he’s REMEMBERING. maybe he shouldn’t have come alone. 

❪ @fuckingvictus ❫ // but is he ?

[cadaever-blog]

i have like 6 followers but give this a little  ♡ and i’ll try to come up w/ a starter !