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"Bright Sun"

"Bright Sun"

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TW: blood, mentions of murder and drvgs, illegal adoption

Drip...drip...drip..

The red liquid dripped down on the floor in small droplets, the knife being covered in it. 

Two bodies lied limp on the bed, both of them drenched in blood, their bodies filled with stab wounds. They were a couple, two lovers, partners in crime.. Literally. Both of them were wanted criminals, both drug addicts, murderers and just complete asses of human beings. And now they payed for their wrong doings.

The man just stood in front of the bed, looking at his own doing, his clothes drenched with blood. His face scarred and disfigured, grinning widely..  psychotically. He looked tired, even with his crazed expression, his eyes having bags under them. His hair was loose, long and black, a few strands sticking to his face. Jeff was sweating, a lot. The kill too a lot of his energy, making him breathe heavily, panting like a dog. He held the knife tightly in his gloved hands. 

Jeff continued to stare at their bodies for another moment, before he turned around walking away from the bloody mess he just made, not looking back.

As he started to come back to his senses, he placed the knife in his pocket, his head hanging low as he worked his way out of his victims home. Opening the window, he started to get out, making sure to not make much noise. His feet landed on the ground, rubber soles squelching across wet grass as he started to walk away.

A small yet loud cry stopped Jeff from leaving any further, the cry echoing through the home. It sounded like a.. baby? 

Fuck.. Since when did those two have a child?  What is he supposed to do.. He could just leave it there, people will get suspicious of it's parents anyways.

He stood still for a moment, before he went for it, jumping back inside the home through the same window. Jeff's calculations weren't good though, as he landed  harshly with a loud thud. It looked painful. 

"Ow! Fuck-"

The killer groaned as he got up, dusting himself off quickly, ignoring the slight pain he was in. The cries of the baby continued, it seemed that it wouldn't stop any time soon. Well, unless he didn't do something about it. Jeff sighed, walking down the hall where the cries got louder and louder. It would be said that it's annoying, but it's a baby. What's it supposed to do? The poor thing is unaware of what happened moments before. 

He got to the door where the cry got stronger. His gloved hand was placed on the handle, gently and slowly opening it. 

"You gotta be kiddin' me.."

The small baby way lying in its cradle, tears running down their face, dressed in small blue and white overalls. Jeff couldn't move as soon as he saw the baby, he was standing there like a deer at headlights, now speechless. Both his mind and heart raced, his breath shortening once more. He didn't know what to exactly do in this situation.. should he calm it down? But he'll probably make it worse with his appearense if he picked them up.

It was hard for him to decide, but he ended up walking up to the cradle, picking the child up, now holding them in his arms. As soon as they left the arms of another, the baby's cries decreased slightly, but it was still upset. They looked at Jeff with their tear filled eyes, their cheeks all red from pouting and crying. Jeff frowned slightly, the scars on his cheeks twitching as he continued to hold the small human in his arms. 

The seemingly dangerous looking man was being oddly gentle with the baby, them being held securely in the killers arms. The baby now started to giggle as they locked eyes with the strange scarred man. The cries dried out, and now it was giggling at him.. or his apperanse. Jeff felt his fractured heart melt from the cute and innocent sound they were making, the frown quickly consorting into a smile. He started to speak, his voice soft and gentle. 

"I look a bit silly to you, don't I, bud?" 

Jeff chuckled lightheartedly. It was surprising how he's acting currently, since he killed this child's parents 30 minutes before. The baby just giggled more, clapping their hands happily.  They had a wide smile now, one of their hands gently touching the killers face, still giggling. He felt his heart melt more from the baby's touch, his eyes softening as he stared down. 

"What's your name, kiddo?"

He asked curiously as he looked around, trying to find his name somewhere. He spotted the name on a small table that was probably for his things, 'Edward'. Edward..? Well that's a very common name for a boy. It seemed basic. The man hummed and looked back at the smiling baby, his head tilted slightly. 

"Uh... well.. I think I'll just call you Luca-"

He chuckled, holding the baby boy even closer to his body now. Luca grabbed a few strands of Jeff's long black hair, placing it in his mouth. This surprised Jeff, quickly putting his hair away, tucking it in his hood. Luca pouted slightly but he calmed down soon. 

"What am I supposed to do with you now?"

Jeff more spoke more to himself then to Luca, who was deseperetly trying to take his hair once more, but failing miserably. The killer sighed, trying to plan out his next move. He didn't know what to do exactly, but he knew he couldn't just leave poor Luca alone like this. Who knows when people will find his parents' corpses, me might be dehydrated and half dead by then. They are in a house slightly far from the town anyways. 

It troubled him, knowing what might happen to the poor baby boy if he just left him there.

He finally got an idea, his expression lighting up almost imediately. Thought it was quite risky. But it wouldn't hurt anyone.. right?

"You're coming with me little guy!" 

Jeff said happily, lifting him high up in the air for a moment before he brought him closer to him once more, cradling him in his arms. He then started to walk out of Luca's room, going back the same way he came, holding him securely.

The man, soon was outside, walking away from Luca's former home, walking back to his car that was parked behind some bushes and trees. The baby boy was now asleep as he was held, Jeff holding him by one hand as he got himself ready by getting inside the car. He placed his hand on the steering wheel, taking a deep breath as he started the engine. He went into reverse until the car got to the road, driving away from the scene of the crime he committed. 

It was worth it though. 

"Liu is gonna to fucking kill me.."

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1 year ago

This may or may not have been me on my old tumblr account, lol.

Only the people who know me can spot me in the anons XD

Hello Jeff, I have a gift. *gives you a knife* The name is 'Diabolical Insomnia', named the knife myself! *proud noises* :)

Hello Jeff, I Have A Gift. *gives You A Knife* The Name Is 'Diabolical Insomnia', Named The Knife Myself!
Hello Jeff, I Have A Gift. *gives You A Knife* The Name Is 'Diabolical Insomnia', Named The Knife Myself!

Mor: Yeah that was kinda a bad idea...


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1 year ago

Holding Sally out like Simba

Holding Sally Out Like Simba

Nightmare fuel :3

This is a redraw of

Holding Sally Out Like Simba

This sketch right here

I love how she turned out!


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1 year ago

How Jeff got his silly lityle son, Luca :3

"Bright Sun"

MORE LORE!!!

TW: blood, mentions of murder and drvgs, illegal adoption

Drip...drip...drip..

The red liquid dripped down on the floor in small droplets, the knife being covered in it. 

Two bodies lied limp on the bed, both of them drenched in blood, their bodies filled with stab wounds. They were a couple, two lovers, partners in crime.. Literally. Both of them were wanted criminals, both drug addicts, murderers and just complete asses of human beings. And now they payed for their wrong doings.

The man just stood in front of the bed, looking at his own doing, his clothes drenched with blood. His face scarred and disfigured, grinning widely..  psychotically. He looked tired, even with his crazed expression, his eyes having bags under them. His hair was loose, long and black, a few strands sticking to his face. Jeff was sweating, a lot. The kill too a lot of his energy, making him breathe heavily, panting like a dog. He held the knife tightly in his gloved hands. 

Jeff continued to stare at their bodies for another moment, before he turned around walking away from the bloody mess he just made, not looking back.

As he started to come back to his senses, he placed the knife in his pocket, his head hanging low as he worked his way out of his victims home. Opening the window, he started to get out, making sure to not make much noise. His feet landed on the ground, rubber soles squelching across wet grass as he started to walk away.

A small yet loud cry stopped Jeff from leaving any further, the cry echoing through the home. It sounded like a.. baby? 

Fuck.. Since when did those two have a child?  What is he supposed to do.. He could just leave it there, people will get suspicious of it's parents anyways.

He stood still for a moment, before he went for it, jumping back inside the home through the same window. Jeff's calculations weren't good though, as he landed  harshly with a loud thud. It looked painful. 

"Ow! Fuck-"

The killer groaned as he got up, dusting himself off quickly, ignoring the slight pain he was in. The cries of the baby continued, it seemed that it wouldn't stop any time soon. Well, unless he didn't do something about it. Jeff sighed, walking down the hall where the cries got louder and louder. It would be said that it's annoying, but it's a baby. What's it supposed to do? The poor thing is unaware of what happened moments before. 

He got to the door where the cry got stronger. His gloved hand was placed on the handle, gently and slowly opening it. 

"You gotta be kiddin' me.."

The small baby way lying in its cradle, tears running down their face, dressed in small blue and white overalls. Jeff couldn't move as soon as he saw the baby, he was standing there like a deer at headlights, now speechless. Both his mind and heart raced, his breath shortening once more. He didn't know what to exactly do in this situation.. should he calm it down? But he'll probably make it worse with his appearense if he picked them up.

It was hard for him to decide, but he ended up walking up to the cradle, picking the child up, now holding them in his arms. As soon as they left the arms of another, the baby's cries decreased slightly, but it was still upset. They looked at Jeff with their tear filled eyes, their cheeks all red from pouting and crying. Jeff frowned slightly, the scars on his cheeks twitching as he continued to hold the small human in his arms. 

The seemingly dangerous looking man was being oddly gentle with the baby, them being held securely in the killers arms. The baby now started to giggle as they locked eyes with the strange scarred man. The cries dried out, and now it was giggling at him.. or his apperanse. Jeff felt his fractured heart melt from the cute and innocent sound they were making, the frown quickly consorting into a smile. He started to speak, his voice soft and gentle. 

"I look a bit silly to you, don't I, bud?" 

Jeff chuckled lightheartedly. It was surprising how he's acting currently, since he killed this child's parents 30 minutes before. The baby just giggled more, clapping their hands happily.  They had a wide smile now, one of their hands gently touching the killers face, still giggling. He felt his heart melt more from the baby's touch, his eyes softening as he stared down. 

"What's your name, kiddo?"

He asked curiously as he looked around, trying to find his name somewhere. He spotted the name on a small table that was probably for his things, 'Edward'. Edward..? Well that's a very common name for a boy. It seemed basic. The man hummed and looked back at the smiling baby, his head tilted slightly. 

"Uh... well.. I think I'll just call you Luca-"

He chuckled, holding the baby boy even closer to his body now. Luca grabbed a few strands of Jeff's long black hair, placing it in his mouth. This surprised Jeff, quickly putting his hair away, tucking it in his hood. Luca pouted slightly but he calmed down soon. 

"What am I supposed to do with you now?"

Jeff more spoke more to himself then to Luca, who was deseperetly trying to take his hair once more, but failing miserably. The killer sighed, trying to plan out his next move. He didn't know what to do exactly, but he knew he couldn't just leave poor Luca alone like this. Who knows when people will find his parents' corpses, me might be dehydrated and half dead by then. They are in a house slightly far from the town anyways. 

It troubled him, knowing what might happen to the poor baby boy if he just left him there.

He finally got an idea, his expression lighting up almost imediately. Thought it was quite risky. But it wouldn't hurt anyone.. right?

"You're coming with me little guy!" 

Jeff said happily, lifting him high up in the air for a moment before he brought him closer to him once more, cradling him in his arms. He then started to walk out of Luca's room, going back the same way he came, holding him securely.

The man, soon was outside, walking away from Luca's former home, walking back to his car that was parked behind some bushes and trees. The baby boy was now asleep as he was held, Jeff holding him by one hand as he got himself ready by getting inside the car. He placed his hand on the steering wheel, taking a deep breath as he started the engine. He went into reverse until the car got to the road, driving away from the scene of the crime he committed. 

It was worth it though. 

"Liu is gonna to fucking kill me.."


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