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Jeff headcanons?! especially younger jeff like when he first got to the mansion 😿 IM PRETTY SURE YOU DO THE MANSION AU IM SORRY IF IM WRONG 😭 TYSM
yess i usually write for mansion au, and you asked so you shall receive. 💌 anyways these are my jtk headcanons, i’ll start with what he was like younger and slowly get into just general things i hc about him and tysm for requesting<3 i hope you like them
Headcanons on younger jeff the killer/general headcanons
a/n: before starting, i’m just gonna leave this here because this is how i imagine my version of jeff to look. [is it obvious im living in a warped fantasy for my own mental sanity]
First arriving:
▹ when he first got there, i hc him to be around 17ish [i created my own timeline so shh]
▹ he was kinda pissed because being in the mansion came with rules and he’s not one to care for the rules
▹ literally was so angsty, he would stay in his room and not talk to anyone. usually he would just be listening to deftones and anything in that type of genre
▹ it’s not that he was shy, because he isn’t the shy type. he just quite literally didn’t care to meet anyone
▹ if he wasn’t listening to music while staring out the window like he’s edward cullen then he was practicing on some shitty guitar he’s had since 10, the same one he got as a christmas gift but never actually picked up until getting to the mansion. i mean, there wasn’t anything to do around there so might as well learn now.
▹ the guitar is a red fender standard stratocaster
▹ eventually he couldn’t keep up this act because he found himself bored with nothing left to do
▹ for awhile, he would just walk around the mansion and observe the items within the mansion. there wasn’t many people to talk to since at the time not many of the other creeps had arrived.
▹ the one who was there though was ben, who had left his door open
▹ jeff’s not the most respectful person and nor does he care about manners so he just walked right in
▹immediately ben struck up conversation being the extrovert that he is
▹ i’ll save a long story and just say that these two clicked fast, and super well
▹ from there, they were best friends. 4 lyfers.
▹ i mean like they clicked so well that jeff was telling him things he would never even tell his own brother
▹ jeff didn’t start smoking weed till he met ben who taught him how to roll and taught him everything he needed to know about the drug
▹ after getting comfortable in the mansion and talking to people again, he became more open and willing to meet people. he’s still an asshole about it though
General hcs:
▹ i think most people hc him like this but it just makes total sense: this guy is a jerk. a complete asshole. little regard for watching his language or his tone. and he knows it. does he care? nah.
▹ practically says whatever is on his mind and if that pisses you off then good, that was his goal.
▹ constant swearing, he wears it out
▹ i hc him to come from a wealthy family, but he never really cared about whether he was rich or not. he’s not a very materialistic guy
▹ which means his room is pretty much empty besides a bed and some old vape packages laying around
▹ i said that he’s been practicing guitar but he’s not any good. the best he can do is a 30 second tune for a few songs. he just really doesn’t care to put in all his time and effort. [but he thinks anyone who does play the guitar is hot 😉]
▹ pretty cold and distant, unless he’s around ben. he’s a bit more open and warmer if ben is around but not by that much.
▹ biggest “idgaf” energy
▹ he can be difficult to talk to because of his attitude and sarcastic remarks and the need to get under people’s skin but if you have patience with him he’ll lighten up and become more friendly
▹ nu metal fan and a casual enjoyer of punk rock. favorite bands of his would probably be deftones and radiohead and he definitely likes a sprinkle of my chemical romance SPECIFICALLY the three cheers era. oh and guilty pleasure? twice, the kpop group. but he wouldnt DARE to tell a soul, not even ben [idc if it’s “out of character” the more you think about it kinda fits him]
▹ nirvana fan
▹ for sure he owns an ipod nano 4th gen with all his music downloaded
▹ does enjoy some anime, usually horror or the darker ones. very much a fan of neon genesis evangelion and death note. also a fan of attack on titan. does not like anything girly or overly romantic
▹ he actually didn’t care for anime until ben showed him NGE. surprisingly, jeff enjoyed it so much that he went looking for more animes to watch. so we can thank ben for making him an anime fan
▹ definitely watches adventure time and south park
▹ always wearing black, he thinks it makes him look best
▹ he wants to be the type of guy who reads books but he just doesn’t have the patience to get past 100 pages
▹ has a collection of stolen pocket knives
▹ steals a bunch of shit from stores just cause he can, and if he likes you he may just bring you back a little gift.
▹ he doesn’t know how to show affection or appreciation or any emotion at all. like he’s so bad at it. the best way he shows that he atleast cares is giving little gifts or awkwardly offering to be helpful in someway
▹ another strange way he shows that he cares is by awkwardly sending you a song he likes and just being like “listen, if you want. i dont care. but its good”
▹ he is just so so awkward when he isn’t being his cold usual self
▹ favorite color is dark red, of course.
▹ i hc him to be tall like 5’10 maybe
▹ stays up till like 3am and sleeps till 1pm
▹ always works out after waking up
▹ smells like a hint of weed
▹ makes a lot of dark and fucked jokes, usually about his victims and murders.
▹ both him and ben love making puns and none of them are as funny as they think they are
▹ i like to think he sings pretty decently but wouldn’t dare to sing around people because that is the one and only thing he gets shy about
▹ actually enjoys some classical piano on the rare occasion
▹ big cat person, he’s actually great with animals. that’s the ironic thing about jeff. he can kill a human no problem, but a cat? anything but the cat.
▹ not really into video games
▹ he’s a nerd when it comes to space. it’s like a special interest of his. ask him anything in regards to space, he’ll have the answer and it may shock you how much he knows
▹ this nerd can also play chess
▹ this man has the lowest patience of anyone you’ve ever met
▹ anger issues, badly. he has holes in his walls that he just covers up with a random poster or puts shitty plaster over
▹ if you’re gonna be his friend, or especially his significant other, you’ll have to have the upmost patience with him otherwise it won’t last a week.
▹ i hc this man to be a SLUT. he definitely sleeps around, and he’ll take advantage of fangirls before gutting them. if he’s had a girlfriend, he never actually gave a shit about them.
▹ any relationship he has had was only for sex which doesn’t make sense why he would make things official considering this guy cheats on his girlfriends.
▹ in a relationship, he’s toxic. manipulative. and selfish. the gaslighting master.
▹ underneath all of this though, he’s just an emotional emo boy with lots of pent up anger and doesn’t know who or what to take it out on
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a/n: as per use if there’s any critiques you would make (IF i agree…) then dm me and i’ll look it over because i’m always open for extra ideas c: goodnight 💤
Passion in a little princess is all an older man could ever ask for.
need
I want that unwavering 50's love, yearning to come home to my beautiful princess waiting for at the door. The obsession would ho both ways.
I wanna be someones good girl. I want to be loved, please..
Princess maintenance is something i look forward to, being so pretty is hard work my little girl... let daddy help you.
giving a star sticker anytime i wanna show you praise is on par with kissing you a lil kiss on the forehead, you're my beautiful little darling and deserve to be showered in love.
I'm angry because this would totally work for me. I feel called out!
Nothing beats waking up on a Saturday morning, looking over to your little angel and feeling overwhelmed by the reassuring feeling that you're entirely satisfied with life and as long as she's with you, youll be a happy daddy. Obssesion is an addictive substance.
I want to be loved like this by a older man
Something about communicating through your eyes while my hand is over your mouth feels euphoric. Revealing all your emotions through those beautiful eyes and then leaving the rest to me is my idea of perfection.
dont tell me you love me show it by choking me🧸ྀི
𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒓 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅. ୨୧
My mum says im exactly like my dad, my dad says im exactly like my mum (they both mean it as an insult)
The truth.
or if someone snaps at me. even if i can see they didn't mean to, it hurts. it reminds me of my father.
｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 - nina’s book nook
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𓆩♡𓆪 daddy issues in a fuck off kinda way 𓆩♡𓆪
Currently is has to be Daddy Issues by The Neighborhood, or Bring me to life by Evanescene.
If you have Spotify reblog this and tag what your number one song on your “on repeat” playlist is.
God made man and sent Henry Cavill as an apology~
Credits due
The Color Blue
I hate the color blue.
It reminds me of my father’s eyes;
a light shade of blue, that look and feel like ice.
They stretch wide and unblinking when he’s mad
wild- like a rabid animal.
He’s always mad.
I love the color blue.
“You look good in blue, honey.” Coos my father.
He has a wide smile, his white teeth glimmering with pride
and the corners of his eyes crinkling.
His compliments are rare, so his praise makes me warm inside;
a sharp contrast to how i feel when i am subjected to his freezing stare.
I wish he could look at me all the time
with those wonderful crinkles by his eyes.
It’s much better than drowning in a fury I can’t seem to escape.
I wish he was happy.
I wish I was happy
with him.
S. Aizawa | A Flame From the Ashes
Art: bill60223 on X(Twitter)
Step-father Aizawa x Step-daughter reader, where (Y/n) looks too much like her [dead] mother to resist
Word count: 2666
MINORS, DO NOT INTERACT
CW: 18+, dub-con, (sort of) incest, vaginal penetration, overstimulation, age gap (reader is 16)
It’s been a few years since your mother died, and it’s affected you and your stepfather both immensely. But in those years, the loss has just made your bond even stronger. You do everything together whenever you can, and he even takes time off of work for you, which makes it even more special. He is your rock, and you are his.
You’ve never really had a boyfriend, and even when you have, they never last long. It’s not that you look bad; you look more and more like your mom every day, and she was gorgeous. It’s not your demeanor; you’re very kind, sweet, and caring to everyone you meet. For the life of you, you can’t figure out why you can’t keep a boyfriend longer than a few days.
It was your sweet 16 last weekend, and this weekend, you’ve decided to just chill in your house instead of going out to see other people or having any friends over. With all of the excitement of your birthday and then school throughout the week, there’s only one person you want to be around: Aizawa. He’s a wonderful father-figure, even though he’s not your biological parent.
You haven’t seen your own father since your mom took you when you were 7 to see him in prison, so Aizawa is the only real dad you have. He’s also the only family that you have, as your mom didn’t have any family left and Aizawa himself doesn’t have anyone, either. It’s just the two of you, and honestly, that’s enough for you.
Aizawa is a bit cold and strict with everyone else, but with you, he’s like a different person entirely. He dotes on you as if you were truly his own, giving you all the love and affection that he has inside. It’s almost enough to make you jealous when he is nice to anyone else, because you’re so used to being the only one to receive his affection and it makes you feel special to be that person.
That being said, he has already promised this weekend will be just you and him, and you couldn’t be more excited. He’s even coming home early from work just to maximize his time with you since last weekend was time you spent with all of your friends. It is almost like his birthday gift to you. Well, another gift, since he also gave you actual gifts at your birthday party, but this is like an encore.
When you get home from school, you go take a shower because you want to be clean and comfortable when you snuggle in with him for the movies he promised to watch later. After your shower, you get into your favorite oversized T-shirt and shorts, leaving your hair loose after you brush it so it can dry properly.
Once you’re finished, you waltz out into the living area, running to greet him at the door. He’d barely had time to even properly get inside before you attacked him with a hug. “Hi, Daddy,” you say affectionately, squeezing him tightly. The sight of you so excited makes his heart skip a beat, and he leans down to give you a soft kiss on your forehead.
“Hey there, sweetpea,” he greets back, setting his keys and a bag with takeout in it on the counter and kicking the door closed behind him, wrapping you in his warm, strong arms. “You ready for this weekend,” he questions softly, affection laced in his voice that one would only hear when he’s talking to you. Once again, you find yourself feeling happier because of this knowledge.
“Yeah,” you answer back, your voice bubbling with excitement. Your eyes glitter as you look up at him, your cheek squished against his chest as you continue to hug him so tightly. He can’t help but smile at how adorable you are. When you let go of him, you both eat your takeout and he goes to take a quick shower, coming out in sweatpants and a T-shirt. “Ready to watch some movies,” he asks, chuckling when you nod so eagerly.
You settle in and watch a steady marathon of all of your favorite movies, only really getting up between movies to go to the bathroom or get up to make popcorn or get more drink. It’s the perfect chill night with your favorite person in the whole world. You watch movies for hours, staying curled into his side but snuggling closer with every movie that you watch.
On one movie break, when you come back from the bathroom, he lets you sit on his lap. It’s a perfectly normal occurrence between the two of you, and you like it because it means that he can hold you even closer while you watch movies with him, his chin resting on your shoulder as you relax together. You watch the whole movie like this, comfortable in his embrace with nowhere else you’d rather be.
“Hey (Y/n),” he whispers into your ear, his chin digging into your shoulder with every word as he speaks. “Yeah,” you answer back softly, turning your head slightly to look at him for whatever he wants to say. He looks like he debates what he wants to ask before finally opening his mouth to speak. “Do you want to watch a new movie with me?”
“A new movie? Sure,” you say excitedly. You always love when he has new movies to show you, so you’re sure this will be no different. He looks at you with a soft smile, affection and… something else, twinkling in his gray eyes. He speaks, his voice soft and sweet. “Alright, (Y/n)… It’s a bit more mature than some of the things we watch, but you’re getting older now, so I can’t limit you to kids movies forever, you know?”
“Oh… Well, I don’t mind, I guess. I’m sure it will be fine, right?” You look at him, returning his soft smile. He pulls up the movie he wants to watch and returns his chin to your shoulder, his arms draped loosely around you. It’s Deadpool, so there’s a lot of action and you are absorbed in the story since it’s almost like what you imagine Aizawa doing, but a bit more violent and vulgar.
The vulgarity doesn’t really bother you, because you’ve heard worse at school. It’s when Wade finds Vanessa and their intimate moments are displayed that you find yourself getting a bit flushed and embarrassed. You try to power through, but your body starts to become as warm as your face and you have no idea why, but your heart is also racing.
“You okay, sweetpea,” Aizawa asks softly, secretly knowing exactly what’s happening and reveling in it. “I… I’m okay, Daddy,” you say, your face beet red, unable to look away from the movie. It’s like morbid curiosity. You feel Aizawa’s chin digging into your shoulder again when he speaks. “That’s what two people do when they love each other very much,” he whispers softly.
You swallow and keep watching, not noticing where his hands are until he slips one down over your hips and in between your legs, rubbing you softly through your shorts. Your core throbs from the sudden touch and you let out a soft noise of surprise. “Shhh,” he whispers. “It’s okay, (Y/n). I know what you need. You just have to trust me, okay?”
“Mhm,” you answer hesitantly, more of a whimper than anything else. He gives a soft smile and applies a bit more pressure, causing the throbbing to increase, wetness building quickly at your entrance. You’re not really paying much attention to the movie anymore, and he pauses it to give you his full attention. You whimper again, not sure what this is but knowing that it feels wonderful.
He knows you need a bit more, so he slips his hand into your shorts and starts playing directly with your throbbing clit. Your legs try to squeeze closed on instinct, but he holds them apart. He coos sweetly into your ear while he massages you just right, “You’re my sweet girl, aren’t you?” Your mind is slow to process that he’s said anything, still concentrated on the pleasure, but you manage to answer. “Y-Yes, Daddy.”
He smirks quietly, slipping his other hand up your shirt to start massaging your breasts, playing with your hardened nipples. You lean back into his embrace, squirming as he gives extra care and attention to your sensitive skin. He decides that it’s time to keep going, slipping a long digit into your weeping hole while he keeps circling your clit with his thumb. The sudden invasion makes you gasp, but it feels good when he curls his finger inside you, so you don’t complain.
He listens to the way you mewl in pleasure, your breath coming in hot pants, and he starts to get hard beneath your squirming form. He knows he needs you prepared for him so he adds another finger, kissing the side of your neck. He feels you start to tremble, your juices slick on his hand, and he knows you’re close. “Let yourself go, sweet girl. It’s alright,” he whispers softly.
Something about the way he says it makes your body follow his command and you let out a strangled moan as you squirt all over his hand, clutching at his forearms as you ride it out. He kisses the side of your neck again. “Good girl,” he whispers sensually. “Do you want me to make it feel even better, sweet girl?” He grins as you mumble an affirmative answer, panting hard from the exertion and your release.
He has you turn around, pulling his pants down enough to free his erection, pre cum already leaking from the tip. He motions you closer and guides you to straddle him. “It might hurt a bit at first, but I promise it will feel so good, (Y/n),” he whispers. You nod your understanding and then he pushes your shorts aside, aligning his tip with your entrance. He pushes you down on it slowly, watching himself disappear inside of your slick walls.
“Sweet girl, you have to relax just a bit, okay,” he grunts softly, biting his lip as he slides you down further. You clutch onto his shoulders, tears pricking at your eyes, but you try to do as he says and relax. When you do, you notice that it doesn’t hurt as much anymore and you let out a soft noise of pleasure as he reaches deeper and deeper.
When you’re fully seated on his lap, he lets you sit there for just a minute to get used to the size of him inside of you. It’s a very full feeling. “Are you ready, (Y/n),” he asks you softly. You nod, and he puts his hands on your hips, his grip firm but gentle as he helps you start moving up and down. “D-Daddy, it feels so good,” you whimper as you start moving more on your own.
“Good, sweet girl,” he replies softly, brushing your hair back off of your collarbone and pressing light kisses to your skin, groaning softly as you keep riding his lap. He kisses along your collarbone and up your neck, nipping and sucking the skin lightly here and there. The fabric of your shorts is getting sticky with your juices as you keep going, but neither of you care at this point.
He’s actually thankful that you decided not to wear a bra or panties. It makes it that much hotter for him. He slips off your baggy T-shirt so he can watch your breasts bounce, letting out a low moan at the sight. His hips jerk upwards into you and you let out a whimper of surprise as he starts rutting into you, matching your pace. He thrusts faster, gripping your hips as he helps you keep up with his pace.
The faster and harder he thrusts, the farther he pushes inside you, and the entire situation is just too much to handle. You clench around his cock without warning, soaking his lap as you cry out in pleasure. He barely has time to pull out before his hot seed spills all over your thighs, staining the front of your shorts. Both of you pant, your breathing hot and labored. Something about the sight of you right now turns him on even more.
He pulls you in close and gives you a tender kiss. “How are you feeling, sweet girl,” he asks in a soft whisper. Through your heavy breathing, you mumble, “I’m okay, Daddy.” He watches you for a minute, pulling you a bit closer in his arms and rubbing circles into your back with his fingers. “Do you want more,” he asks cautiously.
“More?” You ask, a bit confused. “I don’t know if I could do that again tonight.” He brings his hand up and caresses your cheek. “(Y/n), I can give you more, and this time, I’ll do all the work… If you want, that is. We don’t have to.” His voice is soft and sweet, and you feel like you do want him to do more. “It’s okay, Daddy… I want to.”
“Alright… Lay down next to me,” he commands softly, patting the couch cushion next to him. You do as he says and watch him strip off his shirt and pants, revealing his muscled form in an extent that you’ve never seen it before. He grabs ahold of your wet, sticky shorts and slides them off of you, leaving you both completely naked, just staring at each other for a moment in silence.
Aizawa moves closer, crawling on top of you. He positions himself between your thighs, leaning down to kiss you. His lips are warm and soft, and he hopes that you can feel just how much he loves you through his kisses. He probes your lips with his tongue, rubbing the tip of his cock on your swollen clit to make you gasp and let him explore your mouth. Your taste is intoxicating to him, and he grins into the kiss as your tongue starts moving against his.
He rubs against you for another minute or two, teasing you just right until you let out a needy whine. “Okay sweet girl… I’ll give you what you want,” he says softly, pushing his cock deep into your already quivering walls. There’s no adjustment period this time before he starts slamming his hips into yours. The new angle rubs that spongy spot in just the right way with every powerful stroke.
He kisses you while he pounds into you, muffling your moans as his tongue invades your mouth once more. He pushes you quickly towards your release, growing more and more ravenous for your taste and the feel of you squeezing around his cock. When his own release comes, he doesn’t even bother pulling out this time, filling you up with cum and pumping it deep inside you.
He fucks you until your cries become completely incoherent and his seed oozes from your overstimulated hole, your heart pounding in our chest and your throat a bit raw. He strokes your hair softly, smiling down at you as he tries to get his own breathing under control. “Are you okay, sweet girl,” he asks affectionately, his gray eyes slightly concerned that he may have gone too far.
You nod slowly, not trusting your voice quite yet. You’re both covered in sweat and the couch is a complete mess, but he doesn’t much care about those things right now. He lays down next to you with his back against the couch, pulling you in close and turning the movie back on. He kisses you gently on the cheek, overjoyed that this all went over so well. He already knows he wants to do it again, but he just hopes that you want to do it again with him as well.