Trying To Get Out Of An Art Block

Trying to get out of an art block

"Calm"

More lore, lol

finally something more normal, wholesome :3

He was stared down upon by the big creature as he slept, his chest rising and falling as he did so. He looked peaceful, and yet the demonic looking being decided to break that peace. It got closer to his sleeping form, getting on top of the bed as it loomed in front of him. 

"Wake up.."

The deep demonic voice echoed inside his ears and head as he lied on the bed, not covered by any blanket or sheet. The voice was surprisingly calm as it spoke, as the man continued to move around on the bed as he kept his hood on his head, preventing the sunlight from hitting his face, though he was sweating from the heat.

"I said.. wake up, you foolish man!" 

The voice barked at him, echoing in his mind once more.

The man groaned as he sat up, taking off his hood and revealing his scarred and disfigured face to look at the demonic being in from of him. The large red malnourished looking hellhound grinned widely from seeing him awake, it's four lantern like eyes fixated on the man as they glowed in an eerie way. It let out a pleased bark and wagged it's tail. The man yawned and stretched, his bones cracking slightly. Jeff then got up as the dog stretched as well, seemingly mimicking his actions. He chuckles and pat's Smile Dog's head, making it's ears raise up, the grin on it's face remaining.

"Have you had your rest, Jeffrey?"

The demon dog asked as it tilted it's head, now trying to read his mind to get the answer. The creature shows friendliness, so it took him aback slightly, but brushed it off the moment after. Jeff smiled slightly, his scars twitching as it heard a single word coming from his mind, a simple 'yes'. Smile Dog wagged it's tail in joy, once more pleased, making Jeff chuckle. 

This routine has been happening for a while now: Jeff goes to kill someone, the Smile Dog appears to keep him company while he takes care of the body or it just eats the corpse while Jeff has his back turned, they walk home together, Luca plays with it or they all sit in the living room and watch Tv. Well, the humans do, Smile isn't interested in the things they watch, especially when Luca watches his shows. The other residence, or Liu and Luca, are unaware of the kind of creature Smile Dog actually is, but it's the best to stay a secret since both of them are two innocent souls. 

This isn't some kind of an owner-dog relationship, no, this was actually more like two allies. Smile Dog is not to be seen as some pet, because its a powerful demonic being in a form of a dog, a hellhound, who yearns for human energy and flesh. And Jeff knew that ever since it revealed it's true form. 

Jeff walked away from his bed, walking into the closet to put on fresh clothes. He took off his hoodie and shorts, putting on  normal boxers without putting on a shirt, washing his face, waking up some more, and then walked back in his room, where Smile Dog was lying on the floor, now in it's normal dog looking form as it panted from the heat. The windows in the room were all opened, and yet it was hot as hell. He sighed and opened the door, motioning for his hellhound ally to follow him as he walked out of his room. Smile soon followed him, still panting heavily. 

Liu and Luca were in the living room, Luca watching the morning cartoons as Liu scrolled through his phone, just going through the news at a site. They took their attention to Jeff and Smile once the two appeared from the hallway, Luca smiling brightly at them. 

"Good morning papa!" 

Luca said, sounding so innocent and joyful. Jeff smiled and waved as the dog walked up to the young boy, starting to lick his face as it wagged its tail. The boy giggled and pet the husky, still smiling brightly. Smile then sat next to Luca on the couch, laying its head on Luca's lap as the boy continued to pet him. 

"Good morning to you too Smile!" 

As Luca stopped watching the TV as started to take his attention to Smile, Liu turned off his phone and waved at his brother as Jeff waved once more back. 

"We let you sleep a bit longer, so we had breakfast without you, but we saved some food." Liu said with a chuckle, removing his fogged up glasses to swipe with a small cloth. He then placed them back as he watched his brother nod and go to the kitchen, disappearing after he walked off. 

Jeff entered the kitchen and spotted the plate of pancakes that were waiting for him on the table, a fork, knife and a glass of water there as well. He sat down and cut the pancakes in pieces so he could eat more easier and started to eat.

As he ate, Smile walked into the kitchen and started to drink from the bowl it had, hydrating. Jeff chuckled, watching Smile as it drank it's water. He was enjoying the sound it was making from drinking it, somehow. He always loved animals, even though Smile isn't even considered an animal, even as a hellhound. Smile finished drinking and lied on the cold kitchen tiles, cooling itself off. 

"I hate summer. It's hot.. too hot."

It was slightly ironic, for a hellhound to be hot in this weather, since it was supposed to be used to the heat. But it wasn't wrong, it was hot both inside and outside. Normal Texas weather, right? 'No shit.' Jeff thought, making Smile perk up and read his mind. Smiled growled slightly at his comment, but then chose to ignore it and lower it's head, going back to just lying down.

When Jeff finished, he drank the water from the glass, tilting his head backwards so he wouldn't make a mess from his cut scars on his mouth, who were causing him to lose some on of the water he tries to drink at times. Tilting the head backwards helps him greatly. He then placed the dished in the dishwasher and just walked back to the living room, sitting on the couch with his son and brother. 

Liu was flipping through the channels with the remote, sitting with his legs crossed. He then chose a random channel that played movies, an old horror movie playing on the screen. Luca sat closer to them both, now sitting the middle of his dad and uncle. Both Luca and Jeff's attention went to the movie and they watched it together, Luca holding onto Jeff just in case a scene unfolded that he wasn't comfortable with. Jeff felt his body relax and let out a content sigh, wrapping one of his arms around his son, making sure he felt safe, his gaze softening slightly as he glanced down at him, giving Luca's head a gentle kiss. He then turned his gaze back at the movie that was being played.

Liu watched the cute scene unfold beside him, looking at them both in awe, chuckling as he took his gaze back to the screen, now watching the movie as well. 

The movie was a good distraction from the heat, it was nice for them to bond together as well. A normal calm day, a break for Jeff, from the violence he causes, a break for Liu and his job, and just a nice thing to do once in a while. It made them seem like a normal family, like it didn't have a mentally ill scarred man that commits murder every once in a while, like he didn't have a secret hellhound for an ally. Just a normal family, yep. 

Smile appeared once more, panting slightly, sitting on the floor beside the couch. It lied down and closed it's eyes, taking a nap as the other three continued to watch the movie. Luca was clinging himself to his father, who was watching the movie with a wide grin as everything unfolded, Liu staring at the screen, seemingly unfazed by everything that was happening in the movie. 

It was a peaceful day for the Hodek family. A good day to relax and it was just not a day to rush anything and to just lie around, cool off and hang out with each other. 

Just a nice, normal day with a nice, normal family. Right?

The Killers.

"Lost in the darkness"

More lore!!

Tw: mentions of blood, knife, gore, psychopathic behavior..

"So, how have you two been holding up?"

The older man held his notepad, sitting at a desk. His gaze was on the man in front of him, looking quite nervous to be there, but the determination was there as well. He couldn't really get the words out, it seemed he wasn't so good with social, even though he's the one that is more capable talking with. There was a silence for a moment as the younger man got the courage to speak, his voice slightly quiet. 

"I've been holding up.. nice, I suppose."

The other man spoke, shifting in his chair. His head hand loose for a moment, before he raised it up to lock eyes with the doctor, a look of worry.. concern on his face. Liu's gaze softened even more, his blue eyes staring back at the doctor.

"But Jeff? I'm starting to worry about him more and more. He's acting so strange, I-"

Liu sighed, taking his fogged up glasses off and rubbed them with a cloth he took from his pocket, placing them back on. 

"It's like.. he's-" 

His lips quivered as he tried to take the words out of his mouth, but he was struggling in doing so. It's been weeks now, and Jeff's mental state didn't seem to get any better from it all. He wasn't eating much, he was sleeping during the day, walking around the house and neighborhood at night.. he was laughing to violent movies, seeing people die brought joy to his face. It was quite the sight, the seemingly normal acting man now turning into someone else entirely. 

"Like he's not even my brother anymore.."

His body slightly shook as he spoke once more, making the doctor sigh. The older man got up from his chair and walked up to Liu, placing a hand on his shoulder, rubbing it slightly. He stared deep into his eyes as he started to speak in a more soft tone. 

"Don't say that, Liu. Your brother is going through healing of trauma he went through from his past and accident.." He trails off for a moment, continuing to speak the second later. "..and now he's mourning the loss of a therapist he was so attached to."

The doctor spoke in a calm yet sympathetic tone, trying to comfort Liu as well as assure him of his brothers actions. This doctor was an understanding man, he knew that the things Liu's brother went through weren't normal and they scarred him both physically and mentally.  It was rare for a therapist to have such a mindset, especially in this time. He was like dr. Rein, and yet he still had his rough edges.

"Not not be offensive, but he went through a lot more in his life than you." The man frown at this, thinking of the things he was told by both Liu and Jeff during the past sessions.  "Your brother isn't well mentally, yes.. but I cannot blame the poor man for just being human. A lot of us break under pressure."

Liu sighed at this, looking away for a moment and rubbing his temples. 

"I suppose you're correct, dr. Firmin."

The doctor nodded and took away his hand from Liu's shoulder, his arm falling to his side. His face went back to being unreadable, walking back to his desk and sat down, shifting in his chair for a moment. He placed both of his elbows on the desk, making his hands as a support for his chin. It took the doctor a moment to speak again, his voice slightly more monotone.

"You've told me, over the phone, that Jeff expresses happiness in death of others?" 

Liu nodded at the doctors question, his head tilting downwards slightly as he watched himself fidget with his fingers nervously. His knuckles cracked, and he looked back up, listening to what the doctor had to ask, so he could reply.

"What kind of people? Good, bad?"

"Bad, sir. When he sees a villain die on screen.. or just get hurt, he laughs. He often says 'Evil should die, evil is not needed in this world, too many cruel people, they hurt the good.', and just pauses the movie to watch the picture of the dead villain. And a neighbor of ours passed away not so long ago, who wasn't that nice, I could even called them an asshole.. and Jeff laughed it off and said 'Good riddance'. He seems.. sadistic, almost." 

Liu shivers slightly as he explains his brothers behavior, sighing afterwards. It was quite unsettling for him to see his own brother act that way, felling joy at someone's death like that, even though the character was fictional and not real. The doctor started to take notes on his notepad, the sound of the pen writing on the paper was loud enough to hear, his handwriting messy and fast. 

"Your brother is correct at a certain level. Evil is around, there's a lot of cruelty and judgement in this world, the bad hurting the good and innocent. That's how we lost poor Emily.." 

D. Firmin explained as he continued to write things down, trailing off once he spoke the name of his deceased colleague. He thought for a moment, before he stopped writing down and looked up at Liu as he placed the pen down. He tries to find the words for him to speak, tapping the desk with his fingers, and then he spoke.

"Jeff is showing signs of being a schadenfreude." 

Liu's face consorts into one of confusion and curiosity, shifting in his chair and leaning closer to the doctors desk. 

"A wait what now?-"

"Someone who thinks that the pain and suffering of someone is well deserved.. if the person is bad and they get hurt, then a schadenfreude would think they deserved it. It does explain the fact that you think he's sadistic, since he is." 

He explained once more, his hands motioned as he leaned back in his chair. One of his hands ran through his hair, his gaze now dropping on his desk in stead of Liu, who was just staring at him in surprise and curiosity. Liu didn't move, he just listened to dr. Firmin's words, letting it sink in.

"It's.. a rare type of psychopath.. for to be in my hands, that is." He sighed "I only had one schadenfreude during my years working here, before your brother. He passed away after being publicly executed." 

"Oh-"

There was a moment of silence between the two, a clock chime breaking it. It was 9 pm now, their session now ending.  

"Anyways.. The time of the session is up. I'll see Jeff next week on Wednesday, same time, okay?"

Liu got up from the seat and nodded, taking out his hand for the doctor to shake. Dr. Firmin shook Liu's hand and smiled softly at him, but he didn't get up from his seat. The doctors smile masked the worry and concern for the both young men, for both their physical and mental health. Especially for Jeff.. who seems that he won't have much sanity left, which means another patient passing from his hands onto the psych ward. He cannot afford loosing another patient, so he's trying his very best to help. 

Liu waved the doctor goodbye, smiling slightly as he walked towards the door, opening it before he spoke.

"Please, take care. I'll see you soon, doc." 

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"Jeff? I'm home!" 

Liu yelled from the front door, closing it behind him. He walked around, the silence creeping him out as he looked for his brother. The mans blue eyes darted around, his footsteps making the floor boards creek slightly. The bathroom door was closed, but the light was on, which meant his brother might be inside. As he got closer to the bathroom door, he started to hear quiet sobs and something that sounds like.. laughing? The laugh was muffled from the sobs, which only made it more sinister. Liu's gaze softened as he heard the crying. his face consorted to a look of worry.

"Jeff?"

He spoke softly as he stood in front of the door, placing his hand on the handle. He got no answer, only the quiet sobs and laughs continuing to come out of the bathroom. Liu opened the door, his eyes widening in pure horror. 

"Oh my god!"

He took a step back, his body starting to tremble. 

Jeff had a bloody knife in his hand, his cheeks now having big cuts on them, almost  ear to ear. Tears were running down Jeff's, now wounded, face as he laughed again. Blood was everywhere, from his clothes, to the knife, to the sink.. the floor. It was everywhere. The wounded man looked at his brother and laughed some more, before he took a step toward him, his breath heavy yet shaky. A few tears started to run down Liu's cheeks as he saw this, still in shock as his brother got close to him. 

"I.. i...did it.. Liu.." 

Jeff spoke, his voice shaky and quiet. He now stood in front of him, his green eyes locked with Liu's blue ones. He just stared for a moment, staring at him in silence as he tried to speak once more, the blood still dripping down from the wounds.

"I avenged.. our poor.. dear.. Emily."

"The evil is.. dead."

My version of EJ, aka the Scottish furball

I lob them sm <3

BEHOLD

Hehehe

Art is arting again :3