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𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐖𝐍𝐒 is a mutuals only, highly selective & heavily headcanon-based portrayal of until dawn (2015)'s ashley brown, sam giddings, matt taylor, & mike monroe. guidelines beneath the cut.      —————         toll on, thou passing bell; ring out my ᵈᵒˡᵉᶠᵘˡ ᵏⁿᵉˡˡ; let thy sound my death tell. 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡; there is no remedy.     ///      as investigated by danny. prev. known as: 4shleys ( 24. she/her. est. former alias: lane! ) follows original lore, found here !

first and foremost, i will not be acknowledging any of the original game lore that pulls from indigenous culture. i will also not be interacting in any timeline that does so. i’m very willing to interact in others’ versions of events, however! personally, a link to the lore i’ll be following instead is above!

secondly, all the major rules apply ( and always will ) here. no bigotry of any kind will be tolerated, in or out of character. that should be self explanatory enough.

this blog is 18+ due to my age and the mature content of until dawn as a whole!

no godmodding ( unless discussed first ), ooc drama, forced shipping, etc either, please. as far as ships go, i truly do think i could ship two rocks together if i tried hard enough. if you ship it, i absolutely am willing to hear you out. however, i find shipping much easier under two conditions: being on even the vaguest of speaking terms with partners ( i love making friends in the rpc regardless ), and in-thread chemistry !!! i’ve had so many ships/dynamics completely fall through after countless hours of plotting because things just turned out differently while finally putting words on the page

i will rb callouts if i feel they are extremely important for the safety or wellbeing of my mutuals. after a long stint in the st fandom, i’ve learned there are absolutely valid reasons to have posts about dangerous people lmao. personal drama, pettiness, etc does not fall under the important category for me. but i’ll always have them tagged as callout / in case you need to block it for your sanity!

not really a rule so much as a psa: my activity is very sporadic. my muse level changes along with the epic highs and lows of high school football ( my mental illness ) and there will absolutely be points where i’m unable to be online consistently.

as stated above, this is a mutuals exclusive blog, meaning i will only interact with blogs i follow, who follow me in return. this is 100% for my own peace of mind, as i have a lot of social anxiety and it’s easier to manage my mental health when i’m not forcing myself to reply to too many things.

sidenote: i also write on disco ! i prefer to do my plotting there as well, given how terrible tumblr ims are, but i’m open to whatever is most comfortable for you.

side - sidenote: this blog is completely oc friendly ! i love ocs ! they are my little pets !!!! crossovers and au’s are also so, so welcome.

anything further i feel is important to address will be added to this post with a separate one to update everyone on the changes !! thank you for taking the time to read these!

[memepocalypse]

Something's Wrong With You (senses)

Eyes

"Can you focus on me?"

"Hey... I'm over here?"

"What are you looking at?"

"Whoa, hey - sorry, didn't mean to startle you."

"I'm - I'm right in front of you."

"Can you... can you not see?"

"When did you lose your vision?"

"Hey, it's okay - it's okay. Let me take your hand and lead you."

"Don't be scared - it'll be okay. We'll fix it."

"Don't flinch - I'm going to touch you."

Ears

"Hello? Hellloooo?"

"Are you ignoring me?"

"God, you never pay attention -"

"I'm talking to you!"

"Why aren't you listening?"

"Pay attention!"

"Listen!"

"Can you not hear me or something?"

"Why are you looking at me like that..?"

"What - wait... you can't hear? Why am I saying this you can't hear it."

Mouth

"Why are you making that face? I spent ages cooking that."

"Why are you adding salt to that?"

"Whoa, you're drooling like crazy."

"Are you choking?"

"Bland? How can it be bland?"

"I can't taste anything."

"My mouth just tastes like blood."

"Everything tastes of nothing."

"My tongue's gone numb."

"Bleh."

Nose

"Eugh, can't you smell that?"

"Oh, that smells hideous."

"It reeks in here!"

"You stink."

"I think I broke my nose."

"I can't smell anything?"

"I think I've gone nose-blind."

"Should I... be able to smell anything?"

"I think I burnt my nostril hairs out."

"Everything just smells like smoke."

Feeling

"I think I just burnt my fingerprints off."

"My hands have gone numb."

"I can't - I can't feel anything. At all."

"Are you touching me? I can't tell -"

"Your hands are shaking."

"Okay - if you're going to keep dropping things you need to put them down."

"Can you feel this?"

"I'm going to run my fingers through your hair."

"I'm taking your hand."

"It's okay - it's okay. Just take a breath. The feeling will come back."

[odawns]

i think about my mental fc for ashley every day because what do you mean . this is her. this is she. she is her is we

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life is strange brain rot is so bad i'm literally laying in bed with tears in my eyes overwhelmed by the sheer amount of thoughts and feelings i have on double exposure

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i am still alive i am just slammed 💔

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with both my until dawn and life is strange brain rots simultaneously coming back alongside my continued inability to process math equations, i have fallen behind in school

[brochris]

Incorrect Until Dawn Quotes

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i'm afraid i'm facing an undeniable urge to also write max caulfield from life is strange .

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i'm literally behind in school and halfway delirious and very tired rn and i'm still about to get on my laptop and make a starter call and reply to threads 🫦

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crying at "loves women, hates commitment"

[smiledickhead]

“No man chooses evil because it is evil; he only mistakes it for happiness, the good he seeks.”

linda castle from the casting of frank stone - main verses in until dawn, the quarry, & dead by daylight. | written by rach, 25, they/them. horror & gore themes. no minors.

carrd (in progress), other blogs @ohkrateia & @facingabyss.

[odawns]

official major ud lore overhaul is here !!!

tw for mentions of: cannibalism, murder, allusion to possession, starvation, hospitals. so, y’know, all until dawn stuff. continued under the cut to save the dash. inspiration is drawn from several pieces of horror media, but all of this is my rat brain talking, so please don’t repost or use it without my knowledge and consent or claim as your own. that being said, mutuals are more than welcome to adopt this lore as your own! just rb the post! or link it and lmk!!! i would be honored

january 7th, 1952. 

the blasting crew, a group of 30 miners specializing in explosives, become trapped in a cave-in in the north west mines of blackwood mountain. after a week of unsuccessful excavation attempts, the search and rescue team was called off due to remaining instability in the structures and a suspected gas leak. it was agreed that whoever had managed to survive the initial cave-in was already dead. twelve of these men dug themselves out alive, with no explanation as to how they’d managed to stay in such good health for so long. the remaining eighteen had suffered the less fortunate fate of being left, forgotten to rot in the dark, discarded. the ones who’d made it out made fervent demands to allow the mines to remain as they were, untouched, for fear of losing more men to another collapse. it’s wholly unstable, they’d said, one wrong move and we lose fifteen more men by next sunrise. and so those lost in the tragedy became nothing more than stories, flowers left at the foot of boarded-over entrances, and the survivors became heroes of their time. the brave ones, the ones who fought it out. who’d had someone on their side, for their survival was nothing short of miraculous. wives broke down in doctors’ arms as they were reassured their husbands would make a full recovery, at least physically, in due time. much quicker than they could ever have anticipated, should they have been expecting any survivors at all ( and they hadn’t been ).

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[frightmeister]

He leans over towards her (which he probably shouldn't do, the jump factor has not exactly left the building and his shoulder still aches from where she stabbed him) looking at her with what he'd say were puppy dog eyes if it wasn't just that his eyes are big and his face just kinda does that.

"Hey Ash, can you look this script over for me?" He nudges the stack in her direction hesitantly, as if to prove it's existence. There's the beginnings of red scrawl on the top page but it quickly dies out. "I think I got kinda jumbled in here. Could use an editor. If that's, ya know, cool to as for."

starter for @4shleys

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ashley does her best to keep from physically recoiling, eyebrows knitting together as she places her finger between the pages of the book she's currently reading. and considering it would be more than ironic to allow herself any reaction that isn't amenable while holding a literal self help book, she simply gives him a curt nod, jaw working for only a second before she's pulling the stack of pages closer to her. almost in spite of herself, her expression falters into open interest as she looks over the first page. josh, as she's always known him, is a visionary. his knack for scriptwriting and eye for angles had always made him a rival to his dad's talent in her eyes -- until, of course, she became one of the many unwilling stars in his magnum opus. ashley's eyes squeeze shut for a brief moment before she pulls herself together. the thought isn't entirely fair, and she knows that -- but it was still enough to make her shrink into herself just a bit more.

"what, you? talking too much?" there's a feigned look of shock as she glances up at him, a tinge of honest humor coloring the edges of her features. "tell me something i don't know." being near him is still so strange. there's a part of her that has already decidedly forgiven him. the real horrors of the night and josh's apparent state of mind at the time aside, ash had never been guilt - free in regards to hannah and beth. if he could stand to speak to her after the truth that had been revealed... well, she supposed she could read his script. "what's this one about?"

[odawns]

ashley's guilt in regards to hannah and beth's "disappearance" amplifies tremendously after they find out the truth of hannah's fate. or, well, both of the twins' fates, really. it's like grappling with their loss all over again. some twisted, fucked up part of her had always hoped they'd just frozen. as terrible as it sounded, ashley had ruminated over what had happened to them beyond simply disappearing countless times, through countless sleepless nights. she'd come to the conclusion time and time again that hypothermia, simply getting lost in the woods and getting too cold to go on, was the least cruel way to have gone. none of their possible causes of death were comforting, per se -- but she couldn't stop the thought process, and it was the only option she could conjure up that didn't immediately turn her stomach.

knowing she'd played any part in hannah's curse... in what hannah had been forced to do to survive... well, in many ways it was just as hard to work through in the years after her survival

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why won't xkit let me trim posts .

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going genuinely insane today in more ways than previously known to man (being studied by guinness world records as i type this actually). might add beth to the roster and just make up her whole personality

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just realized that jess checking her phone leads to her honest and curious stats going up, but for some random reason it makes her relationship with sam go down dfjvnkdvj she's not even there and even if she was it kills me that her not pretending to gaf about a book is a dealbreaker