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YALL COOL ASF KEEP SLAYING
psa. if we’re mutuals, we’re automatically friends. u don’t need to say things like “sorry to bother” or “sorry im annoying” bc ur not. ur my friend. u can come to me for anything. u need help? im here. wanna chat? hmu. just wanna gush abt your muse? go for it. we’re friends. ily.
I finished writing chapter 8, and just posted chapter 6!! gotta say that last scene in c6 was so awesome to write its gotta be the favourite one in the chapters ive posted so far ;)
Expect a lot more Mike-Will interaction in the next ones definitely
Just realized that the reason I love making friends on tumblr is because it’s exactly how you make friends on the playground as a six year old. No, I don’t know their name but they love mermaids too and built this awesome sand castle. No, I don’t know their age but their imaginary cheetah is friends with mine. You like this show? You like this character?? You can sing the theme song really loud??? Here is a flower crown. Here is a juice box. You can share my time and I might never see you again but part of you stays in my soul forever. In my mind we’re still on the swing set and the sky is blue and nothing will ever be wrong again.
me getting five notes from my regular mutuals on any given post
REALLY big apologies for disappearing here, I just had no idea what to draw nor contribute that is based around the fandoms I usually draw.
But I'm back! And a little bit too invested in Star Wars now, albeit still new to the fandom. So here, have my definitely not a Sith Padawan as compensation. Her name is Vayne, please treat her well. <3 (Sith variant below cut)
Bonus ship art:
Yes that is the same shitling. Enjoy <3
Dayum I forgor
Happy pride month guys‼️
@i520sn @piakae you 🫵🏻
Do u ever read a friend’s fic and it’s like holy shit how do you consider me qualified to talk to you?
The knowledge that making suicide jokes harms my mental health vs the urge to say 'I'm gonna jeff the kill myslef' at every minor inconvenience
"Her demise"
TW: mentions of death, blood, knife, choking, a very pissed Jeff, slight sadism
Another part of the lore in my Jeff Hodek interpretation au.
She struggled in his grip, her eyes wide as his eyes pierced into hers. He continued to hold her neck tightly, having her pinned to the ground, a knife in his other hand, both his hands gloved, breathing heavily.
He smelled like sweat, cigarettes and the metal like stench.. blood. It almost made her gag from the smell that got to her nose. Jeff's scarred face was consorted to a face of pure rage and disgust. He never left his gaze off of her, his grip still tight, his breath hitching as his chest rose and fell uncontrollably. It took him a while to find her.. it took him a while to catch her.. but she was now pinned down by him and Jeff wasn't letting go anytime soon.
Nina was in trouble.. big trouble.
She was scared, terrified even. How come he was acting that way? Didn't she kill all those people...just for him? She was just trying to help. She was killing those who were trying to get Jeff. She was just killing them to get to him.. to find him and tell him what she's done. Nina thought he'd be proud.. oh, she was so wrong.
Nina tried to kick him off of her, but he was older, bigger.. stronger. She knew he was a so called 'beast'.. but this? Oh, she now regrets crossing his path.
The young woman couldn't scream, the grip he had on her neck was too tight for that. That look in his eyes.. it was pure hatred.. he was furious. A bit of Jeff's sweat dropped down on Nina's face, clearly using all his strength to keep her down.
Tears now started to gather in her eyes as she desperetly tried to get out of his grip, to get a gasp of air. But it was no avail.
Jeff was a serial killer, yes.. but he had his morals, he killed people if he had a reason to kill them, if they were an actual threat or they weren't a good person. It doesn't really make him any better than those people he's killed, yet again.. he's trying to do good. Trying to do something that the law didn't have the courage to do at times.
And Nina, instead of following his ways, if she was his 'fan', blew his reputation even more by her not so needed killings. It was like Stasy all over again.
No.
Stasy was a nice young lady, who wouldn't do something like that. She was a small troublemaker, but not causing this kind of trouble. Stasy was normal, she had humanity, she had kindness. Nina is nothing like she was.
She killed the innocent, she killed people that didn't deserve their fates. She took out lives, she killed young people that were about to start their life officially or children who were just messing around with his story. Children who were just joking around. How could she have the heart to do that?
Does Nina even have one..? Is she that much of a monster?
She stopped struggling, remaining in his grip. She lied there were pure horror in her expression, tears now streaming down her cheeks, her face slightly red and puffy from crying. Jeff continued to stare at her in silence, his grip on her never loosened. His mouth opened slightly, as if wanting to say something, but he knew he couldn't speak. He wanted to curse at her, to scold her.. he wanted her to know how he felt. But he thinks she already knows what he thinks.
A few more moments pass and he finally lets go of her throat, letting her gasp for air. Nina let out small gasps and sobs, her breath hitched. He still had her pinned, just staring at her, the look of rage and hatred still in his eyes. Her tears continued to run down her cheeks, soaking her face.
"I.. I'm s..sorry!"
She choked up, finally speaking after a while.
It was an apology. But they both knew that one 'sorry' wouldn't change what she's done. It wouldn't bring back the innocent souls that had their lives taken by her. One sorry is not enough, it will never be enough to pay back for all of the trouble she's caused.
Jeff just scoffed, irritated by her two words. If he could talk, he would have said 'You have to do better than that, kid.' He still had the knife pointed close to her, just continuing to stare at her as she cried and sobbed. He started to calm down, he was no longer breathing heavily and his breath was less hitchy, yet he still glared at her.
The young woman continued to sob and cry, not really knowing what else to do. She didn't expect for him to be so mad about what she did. She didn't expect him to start hurting her. Did Nina really deserve this?.. in Jeff's eyes, absolutely. He didn't care that he was causing her pain.
Jeff slowly lowered his knife to Nina's chest, aiming at her chest cavity. It made her gasp as he did that, which caused her to panic once more. She didn't want to die. Not like this.
"P..Please! H-Have mercy! I'm begging you!"
Nina's voice was shaky, pleading and full of regret and pain. She still had to gasp for air as her sobs and cries made her choke up more. Her face showed pain and guilt, she was even more red and soaked from her crying.
Jeff not being able to speak was only making it worse, almost making him look like a predator that caught his prey, and now he's just toying with her, causing her to panic, not knowing when exactly he decides to end her. He liked seeing her like this. He was making her feel what her victims felt when she killed them. She didn't like it one bit, and it only made Jeff's urge to kill her stronger.
Jeff hates her.
He let out a quiet sinister chuckle, looking down at the knife that was pointed at her chest, finally taking his gaze off her tear filled eyes. The tip of the knife was placed at one spot in particular. Jeff slowly made a small 'x' with the knifes tip, but didn't draw blood or hurt her. Not yet, anyways.
The coldness of the blade made Nina shudder slightly, a shiver running down her spine. Her breath grew heavy once more, choking up slightly as she tried to speak, but nothing came out except for sobs and the sound of her heavy hitched breath.
Jeff raised his knife, making Nina's eyes go wider than she could have ever before. She let out a scream, but it was cut short by the sharp pain that hit her suddenly.
It was the knife, sunken deep into her chest. It was more painful than Nina expected, and it wasn't long for the blood to pour out and for her to drift into unconciousness. Nina's vision became blurry, the last thing that she saw before everything going black being Jeff's blurry figure, his sinister chuckle ringing in her mind for the last time. Her eyes closed for the last time, her chest stopped rising and falling as she took her last breath the second before. Nina's body going limp.
The knife remained in her chest, the blood staining her shirt, even starting to make a pool beside her.
Jeff remained still for a moment, then pressed to fingers on Nina's neck, double checking, making sure she's really dead. He let out a satisfied sigh when he couldn't feel her pulse, staring at her face one last time before he took out the knife, more blood coming out of the stab wound.
He finally got up from her limp body, taking a few steps back before he turned around, not looking back.
Jeff was soaked in her blood, the knife still having blood droplets falling on the ground. He started to walk away, placing the hood over his head as water droplets started to drip down, slowly becoming into full rain. The rain soaked Jeff's clothes, the mud that was being created by the rain only making his clothes more dirty. But Jeff didn't mind, nor care.
Another successful kill. Another pest.. evil.. gone from this world.
He was now calmly walking back to his temporary home, his hands and knife in his hoodie pocket.
...
Jeff wondered if Luca went to bed on time.. or was he up late again?
He'll find out once he gets home..
"Her demise"
TW: mentions of death, blood, knife, choking, a very pissed Jeff, slight sadism
Another part of the lore in my Jeff Hodek interpretation au.
She struggled in his grip, her eyes wide as his eyes pierced into hers. He continued to hold her neck tightly, having her pinned to the ground, a knife in his other hand, both his hands gloved, breathing heavily.
He smelled like sweat, cigarettes and the metal like stench.. blood. It almost made her gag from the smell that got to her nose. Jeff's scarred face was consorted to a face of pure rage and disgust. He never left his gaze off of her, his grip still tight, his breath hitching as his chest rose and fell uncontrollably. It took him a while to find her.. it took him a while to catch her.. but she was now pinned down by him and Jeff wasn't letting go anytime soon.
Nina was in trouble.. big trouble.
She was scared, terrified even. How come he was acting that way? Didn't she kill all those people...just for him? She was just trying to help. She was killing those who were trying to get Jeff. She was just killing them to get to him.. to find him and tell him what she's done. Nina thought he'd be proud.. oh, she was so wrong.
Nina tried to kick him off of her, but he was older, bigger.. stronger. She knew he was a so called 'beast'.. but this? Oh, she now regrets crossing his path.
The young woman couldn't scream, the grip he had on her neck was too tight for that. That look in his eyes.. it was pure hatred.. he was furious. A bit of Jeff's sweat dropped down on Nina's face, clearly using all his strength to keep her down.
Tears now started to gather in her eyes as she desperetly tried to get out of his grip, to get a gasp of air. But it was no avail.
Jeff was a serial killer, yes.. but he had his morals, he killed people if he had a reason to kill them, if they were an actual threat or they weren't a good person. It doesn't really make him any better than those people he's killed, yet again.. he's trying to do good. Trying to do something that the law didn't have the courage to do at times.
And Nina, instead of following his ways, if she was his 'fan', blew his reputation even more by her not so needed killings. It was like Stasy all over again.
No.
Stasy was a nice young lady, who wouldn't do something like that. She was a small troublemaker, but not causing this kind of trouble. Stasy was normal, she had humanity, she had kindness. Nina is nothing like she was.
She killed the innocent, she killed people that didn't deserve their fates. She took out lives, she killed young people that were about to start their life officially or children who were just messing around with his story. Children who were just joking around. How could she have the heart to do that?
Does Nina even have one..? Is she that much of a monster?
She stopped struggling, remaining in his grip. She lied there were pure horror in her expression, tears now streaming down her cheeks, her face slightly red and puffy from crying. Jeff continued to stare at her in silence, his grip on her never loosened. His mouth opened slightly, as if wanting to say something, but he knew he couldn't speak. He wanted to curse at her, to scold her.. he wanted her to know how he felt. But he thinks she already knows what he thinks.
A few more moments pass and he finally lets go of her throat, letting her gasp for air. Nina let out small gasps and sobs, her breath hitched. He still had her pinned, just staring at her, the look of rage and hatred still in his eyes. Her tears continued to run down her cheeks, soaking her face.
"I.. I'm s..sorry!"
She choked up, finally speaking after a while.
It was an apology. But they both knew that one 'sorry' wouldn't change what she's done. It wouldn't bring back the innocent souls that had their lives taken by her. One sorry is not enough, it will never be enough to pay back for all of the trouble she's caused.
Jeff just scoffed, irritated by her two words. If he could talk, he would have said 'You have to do better than that, kid.' He still had the knife pointed close to her, just continuing to stare at her as she cried and sobbed. He started to calm down, he was no longer breathing heavily and his breath was less hitchy, yet he still glared at her.
The young woman continued to sob and cry, not really knowing what else to do. She didn't expect for him to be so mad about what she did. She didn't expect him to start hurting her. Did Nina really deserve this?.. in Jeff's eyes, absolutely. He didn't care that he was causing her pain.
Jeff slowly lowered his knife to Nina's chest, aiming at her chest cavity. It made her gasp as he did that, which caused her to panic once more. She didn't want to die. Not like this.
"P..Please! H-Have mercy! I'm begging you!"
Nina's voice was shaky, pleading and full of regret and pain. She still had to gasp for air as her sobs and cries made her choke up more. Her face showed pain and guilt, she was even more red and soaked from her crying.
Jeff not being able to speak was only making it worse, almost making him look like a predator that caught his prey, and now he's just toying with her, causing her to panic, not knowing when exactly he decides to end her. He liked seeing her like this. He was making her feel what her victims felt when she killed them. She didn't like it one bit, and it only made Jeff's urge to kill her stronger.
Jeff hates her.
He let out a quiet sinister chuckle, looking down at the knife that was pointed at her chest, finally taking his gaze off her tear filled eyes. The tip of the knife was placed at one spot in particular. Jeff slowly made a small 'x' with the knifes tip, but didn't draw blood or hurt her. Not yet, anyways.
The coldness of the blade made Nina shudder slightly, a shiver running down her spine. Her breath grew heavy once more, choking up slightly as she tried to speak, but nothing came out except for sobs and the sound of her heavy hitched breath.
Jeff raised his knife, making Nina's eyes go wider than she could have ever before. She let out a scream, but it was cut short by the sharp pain that hit her suddenly.
It was the knife, sunken deep into her chest. It was more painful than Nina expected, and it wasn't long for the blood to pour out and for her to drift into unconciousness. Nina's vision became blurry, the last thing that she saw before everything going black being Jeff's blurry figure, his sinister chuckle ringing in her mind for the last time. Her eyes closed for the last time, her chest stopped rising and falling as she took her last breath the second before. Nina's body going limp.
The knife remained in her chest, the blood staining her shirt, even starting to make a pool beside her.
Jeff remained still for a moment, then pressed to fingers on Nina's neck, double checking, making sure she's really dead. He let out a satisfied sigh when he couldn't feel her pulse, staring at her face one last time before he took out the knife, more blood coming out of the stab wound.
He finally got up from her limp body, taking a few steps back before he turned around, not looking back.
Jeff was soaked in her blood, the knife still having blood droplets falling on the ground. He started to walk away, placing the hood over his head as water droplets started to drip down, slowly becoming into full rain. The rain soaked Jeff's clothes, the mud that was being created by the rain only making his clothes more dirty. But Jeff didn't mind, nor care.
Another successful kill. Another pest.. evil.. gone from this world.
He was now calmly walking back to his temporary home, his hands and knife in his hoodie pocket.
...
Jeff wondered if Luca went to bed on time.. or was he up late again?
He'll find out once he gets home..
Person: My version of Jeff would've bullied Nina if he met her.
Me: mischievous laughter
Jeff erased her from the planet-
"Her demise"
TW: mentions of death, blood, knife, choking, a very pissed Jeff, slight sadism
Another part of the lore in my Jeff Hodek interpretation au.
She struggled in his grip, her eyes wide as his eyes pierced into hers. He continued to hold her neck tightly, having her pinned to the ground, a knife in his other hand, both his hands gloved, breathing heavily.
He smelled like sweat, cigarettes and the metal like stench.. blood. It almost made her gag from the smell that got to her nose. Jeff's scarred face was consorted to a face of pure rage and disgust. He never left his gaze off of her, his grip still tight, his breath hitching as his chest rose and fell uncontrollably. It took him a while to find her.. it took him a while to catch her.. but she was now pinned down by him and Jeff wasn't letting go anytime soon.
Nina was in trouble.. big trouble.
She was scared, terrified even. How come he was acting that way? Didn't she kill all those people...just for him? She was just trying to help. She was killing those who were trying to get Jeff. She was just killing them to get to him.. to find him and tell him what she's done. Nina thought he'd be proud.. oh, she was so wrong.
Nina tried to kick him off of her, but he was older, bigger.. stronger. She knew he was a so called 'beast'.. but this? Oh, she now regrets crossing his path.
The young woman couldn't scream, the grip he had on her neck was too tight for that. That look in his eyes.. it was pure hatred.. he was furious. A bit of Jeff's sweat dropped down on Nina's face, clearly using all his strength to keep her down.
Tears now started to gather in her eyes as she desperetly tried to get out of his grip, to get a gasp of air. But it was no avail.
Jeff was a serial killer, yes.. but he had his morals, he killed people if he had a reason to kill them, if they were an actual threat or they weren't a good person. It doesn't really make him any better than those people he's killed, yet again.. he's trying to do good. Trying to do something that the law didn't have the courage to do at times.
And Nina, instead of following his ways, if she was his 'fan', blew his reputation even more by her not so needed killings. It was like Stasy all over again.
No.
Stasy was a nice young lady, who wouldn't do something like that. She was a small troublemaker, but not causing this kind of trouble. Stasy was normal, she had humanity, she had kindness. Nina is nothing like she was.
She killed the innocent, she killed people that didn't deserve their fates. She took out lives, she killed young people that were about to start their life officially or children who were just messing around with his story. Children who were just joking around. How could she have the heart to do that?
Does Nina even have one..? Is she that much of a monster?
She stopped struggling, remaining in his grip. She lied there were pure horror in her expression, tears now streaming down her cheeks, her face slightly red and puffy from crying. Jeff continued to stare at her in silence, his grip on her never loosened. His mouth opened slightly, as if wanting to say something, but he knew he couldn't speak. He wanted to curse at her, to scold her.. he wanted her to know how he felt. But he thinks she already knows what he thinks.
A few more moments pass and he finally lets go of her throat, letting her gasp for air. Nina let out small gasps and sobs, her breath hitched. He still had her pinned, just staring at her, the look of rage and hatred still in his eyes. Her tears continued to run down her cheeks, soaking her face.
"I.. I'm s..sorry!"
She choked up, finally speaking after a while.
It was an apology. But they both knew that one 'sorry' wouldn't change what she's done. It wouldn't bring back the innocent souls that had their lives taken by her. One sorry is not enough, it will never be enough to pay back for all of the trouble she's caused.
Jeff just scoffed, irritated by her two words. If he could talk, he would have said 'You have to do better than that, kid.' He still had the knife pointed close to her, just continuing to stare at her as she cried and sobbed. He started to calm down, he was no longer breathing heavily and his breath was less hitchy, yet he still glared at her.
The young woman continued to sob and cry, not really knowing what else to do. She didn't expect for him to be so mad about what she did. She didn't expect him to start hurting her. Did Nina really deserve this?.. in Jeff's eyes, absolutely. He didn't care that he was causing her pain.
Jeff slowly lowered his knife to Nina's chest, aiming at her chest cavity. It made her gasp as he did that, which caused her to panic once more. She didn't want to die. Not like this.
"P..Please! H-Have mercy! I'm begging you!"
Nina's voice was shaky, pleading and full of regret and pain. She still had to gasp for air as her sobs and cries made her choke up more. Her face showed pain and guilt, she was even more red and soaked from her crying.
Jeff not being able to speak was only making it worse, almost making him look like a predator that caught his prey, and now he's just toying with her, causing her to panic, not knowing when exactly he decides to end her. He liked seeing her like this. He was making her feel what her victims felt when she killed them. She didn't like it one bit, and it only made Jeff's urge to kill her stronger.
Jeff hates her.
He let out a quiet sinister chuckle, looking down at the knife that was pointed at her chest, finally taking his gaze off her tear filled eyes. The tip of the knife was placed at one spot in particular. Jeff slowly made a small 'x' with the knifes tip, but didn't draw blood or hurt her. Not yet, anyways.
The coldness of the blade made Nina shudder slightly, a shiver running down her spine. Her breath grew heavy once more, choking up slightly as she tried to speak, but nothing came out except for sobs and the sound of her heavy hitched breath.
Jeff raised his knife, making Nina's eyes go wider than she could have ever before. She let out a scream, but it was cut short by the sharp pain that hit her suddenly.
It was the knife, sunken deep into her chest. It was more painful than Nina expected, and it wasn't long for the blood to pour out and for her to drift into unconciousness. Nina's vision became blurry, the last thing that she saw before everything going black being Jeff's blurry figure, his sinister chuckle ringing in her mind for the last time. Her eyes closed for the last time, her chest stopped rising and falling as she took her last breath the second before. Nina's body going limp.
The knife remained in her chest, the blood staining her shirt, even starting to make a pool beside her.
Jeff remained still for a moment, then pressed to fingers on Nina's neck, double checking, making sure she's really dead. He let out a satisfied sigh when he couldn't feel her pulse, staring at her face one last time before he took out the knife, more blood coming out of the stab wound.
He finally got up from her limp body, taking a few steps back before he turned around, not looking back.
Jeff was soaked in her blood, the knife still having blood droplets falling on the ground. He started to walk away, placing the hood over his head as water droplets started to drip down, slowly becoming into full rain. The rain soaked Jeff's clothes, the mud that was being created by the rain only making his clothes more dirty. But Jeff didn't mind, nor care.
Another successful kill. Another pest.. evil.. gone from this world.
He was now calmly walking back to his temporary home, his hands and knife in his hoodie pocket.
...
Jeff wondered if Luca went to bed on time.. or was he up late again?
He'll find out once he gets home..