alan sales

last bit of tbirds high school AU stuff i had just kickin’ about. a proper image of their heights all together, just in case you wanted to see the actual outfits and not just silhouettes.

i just want to design whole wardrobes for all the characters but that would absolutely kill my hands. take what they’re wearing in this set as their sort of. general fashion styles.

Creepypasta #427: The Door That Wouldn't Knock

Alan stood back and scratched his head.

“Bizarre,” he murmured.

He’d become fascinated by his new front door soon after Dana had brought it home from an estate sale. Alan had offered to give it a fresh coat of paint, but his wife was adamant.

“Oh, no you don’t,” Dana warned him. “It’s beautiful as it is.”

She was right, of course. Though weathered, the door was wonderfully sturdy with fancy decorative scrollwork. It gave their house a unique, rustic charm.

But shortly after installing it, he’d noticed something odd. Even now, moving to touch it again, he remained fascinated. Sometimes he considered calling the nearby university to see if anyone could explain how, no matter how hard you knocked, the door only issued the faintest muffled thumps.

He couldn’t resist trying again. He gave it a good, solid rap. Then another. And another. It sounded like he was knocking on a cushion.

Suddenly the door flew open.

“Goddammit!” Dana yelled.

“What?” he asked. “What’s wrong?”

But she only seethed, then slammed the door in his face.

Alan frowned in perplexed silence, until the door opened again. When he saw Jess, he crouched and smiled.

“Hey, pumpkin! What’s up?”

Jess hesitated, chewing her lip. When she finally spoke, her voice sounded distant, like a whisper down a long hallway.

“Daddy? I know you’re there, Daddy. You have to go. You’re making Mommy mad.”

As she retreated, he stepped forward to hold her and hug her and tell her everything was okay, but his foot would not cross the threshold, and the door slowly closed.

Alan stood back and scratched his head.

“Bizarre,” he murmured.

Credits to: IPostAtMidnight

Closed Rp


The teenage boy was sitting in the park and was drawing. Some sketches were laid out and where was a small sign that said for sale. Alan mainly drew things he had seen before and was currently drawing a fountain and some kids playing around it and he bit his lip gently while drawing. He needed a new sketch book soon but he didn’t know if the gang he gave the money to would allow that for him.

anonymous asked:

Alan Wake is on sale during the Steam Halloween sale. What was your favorite part of the game? Mine was the entirety of the mental hospital and the farm.

My favorite single part is when the dickhead is reading Alan’s manuscript and then realizes the script says “And then the dickhead got fucking owned by the Darkness” and then he gets fucking owned by the Darkness