#deadendenial

[inhabitedconduit-blog]

It wasn’t every day he was allowed on a date anymore. Usually he wouldn’t be caught dead outside anyway. To much of a risk, besides there was always someone to spend time with in the house. Sure he sat outside in the back yard on occasion, leaning against the porch steps on occasions with his boyfriend beside him. But even that became quite the bore. 

So, it was time. He had to try to get out of the house, odd the property. He wouldn’t fully enjoy himself otherwise. So after a few hours of thinking of exactly what they should do he just decided to keep it rather simple and nostalgic. 

Slowly Evan made his way towards his boyfriend, making sure he wasn’t heard as he approached. Once he was withing a couple feet of him he moved his hands quickly to Alex’s sides in an attempt to spook him. He laughed a bit, amused at his own childishness before looking at Alex. 

“Hey, so, I’m really bored.” He stated “We should go to Baldplate. No D.U.P, no worrying about getting caught using my powers, food in the fridge enough to make a picnic lunch. So we can just enjoy the day. What do you say?”

[inhabitedconduit-blog]

There were moments that Evan realized his life wasn’t so bad anymore. After the big change, he had to admit he messed up by killing all those DUP agents. Had to admit that it had been wrong, but once he had given in to those urges that voice in his head had been wanting him to- he had to admit it was hard to stop.

 Sure it was bad but he had his old friend back. He also had to admit- staring down at the neon covered bodies and knowing you had done that was one hell of a power rush. He honestly didn’t know how he had gone so long without doing this. He supposed it was because the one person who kept him truely grounded was gone. 

Vinnie was murdered months ago- but it had only been within the month that Vincent had stopped messaging him through the board he found. Most likely tired of Evan’s crying and moaning about how everything was terrible. Now- now it wasn’t so bad. 

He had his conduit Alex to tear up the city with and his boyfriend at night to hold him and tell him everything was ok. He wondered if Alex saw him on the news if he would stay with him or not...but he supposed they could cross that bridge later. For now he was cleaning himself up before Alex got home. Not wanting to step on Habit’s toes or anything. 

He knew if Habit found out about his killing sprees lately things wouldn’t be so great. There was plenty of things that could go wrong. Like Habit telling Alex in hopes shit would hit the fan. Or Habit demanding that Evan put his abilities and blood thirsty personality to good use by working for him. Yeah...Evan didn’t want any part of that. 

So he did his best to make sure any signs of blood was off his body before he changed clothes. He looked down at the stained clothing and sighed. They could be savable but...he didn’t want the blood to spark any attention. Then again...he could peg it on Habit. After all he liked the shirt that he had been wearing. 

So after a moment of consideration he put his clothes in the washing machine and went downstairs. A small smile on his lips as he hummed to himself. He had done plenty of mayhem tonight and he had to admit it felt good to flex his abilities like he had. It honestly was the closest thing to a high and happiness that he could get at the moment. 

“Hey, Alex.” Evan called, “I was thinking we order in some pizza and have a movie night. What do you think?” 

[frozenrabbits]

Evan was back outside- the last few moments of his time with Vincent were strangely fogged over. If it wasn’t for the holes in his hands where ice cold spikes were still obviously sticking out of him he would have assumed it went off without a hitch. Evan grit his teeth and attempted to pull them out but it just caused him to grunt in pain before giving up. It wasn’t worth bleeding to death over. He could always pull them out later. He walked through the snow, it appeared a snow storm was beginning which would cover him from any unwanted eyes. Sadly it also made it more difficult to walk in a straight line. Not that it mattered since he had absolutely no idea where he was going anyway. All he knew was when he turned back there were always ice spikes facing his direction as if stopping him from turning back.  It was frustrating to him! After all he had no idea how to even control these abilities and they seemed to have a mind of their own. As he walked towards one of the hills towards another set of houses Evan slipped. Feeling the ice underneath him and force him foreword. He yelped a bit and tumbled foreword down the slope before falling into a back yard. He whimpered a bit, attempting to get up when his abilities kicked in and the ice spikes began to get larger in the palms of his hands as it dug into the snow and the icey ground below. He sat up and tried to pull his hands out of their place but they hardly budged. He stopped when the pain became to much and he just sat their defeated for a while until he felt it on his back. Ice touching him, almost as sharp as blades, digging slowly into his shoulder blades. It would have been one thing if the pain would have made the icicles stop but it only made them grow faster digging into his skin. At first he attempted to fight harder until the pain became to much and he let out a pained scream. He could feel warm blood dripping down his back before freezing a few inches below where he was being stabbed. “Stop it stop it stop it!” He sobbed, he couldn’t control his abilities and he was stuck being tortured by them until someone helped.

[babybirdsandlollipops]

[TXT] || r halucinations a nrmal part of mirganes?

[TXT] || in my experience, yeah. Usually kaleidoscope like at first, then they escalate. but never much more than thinking im covered in bugs

[TXT] || dark room, water and quiet should do you just fine. u ok?

[babybirdsandlollipops]

[ txt ] || An old friend is back in town & I don't know what 2 do. He doesn't remember anything, I don't want to tell him. :/

[txt: RabittyAlex]: what that u were totally up his ass or what?? 

[txt: RabittyAlex]: depends on the situation tbh. What does he want, what do u want, have you asked if he remembers anything, is there any chance that memory will come back, etc etc. Do you not want to tell him, or do you not want his reaction?

[txt: RabittyAlex]: Do you know what he wants?? is he different?? is he still the guy u know and like or do you need to relearn him?? if he remembers anything, can he make sense of it??? who knows??? i don’t.

[trialsofhabit]

"Alex.. He- Hi" Lowers eyes.

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              ❝  Dude, you aren't messing with               those trials, right?  ❞ 

He stood before his brother, features solemn and  unwavering. Defeat overcame Jeff in a sickening wave of nausea, his ideals of sheltering Alex slipping past his grasp. Though a failure as a guardian, or at least feeling so, he couldn't bare to lose what remained of his deceased family. 

              He couldn't lose ａｌｅｘ.