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The idea if him just chopping his tiddies of lived in my head rent free
Jason trans icon confirmed
I drew these a while back but still love them
The idea if him just chopping his tiddies of lived in my head rent free
Jason trans icon confirmed
I drew these a while back but still love them
Alice Hardy hiding from Pamela Voorhees
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This is a scene from the story I've been working on based on horror movies.
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Jason Voorhees x Reader: Childhood Friends
You had met Jason the first day you went to Camp Crystal Lake. You had never seen someone with any kind of deformity before, but it didn’t phase you. Why would it?
He was shy. Incredibly shy. He barely did anything around the camp, basically just sticking around his Mother. You made sure to visit them both multiple times a day, even if he hid from you behind his Mother most of the time.
The other kids were constantly making fun of him or talking about him behind his back, and that made you incredibly angry. How dare they talk that way about such a nice boy? He didn’t even do anything!
A couple of counselors had to break up fights between you and the kids on way more than a couple occasions. Sometimes it was too much for you and you went off on the bad kids. You had hurt a few of them pretty good, though.
Jason and Pamela both saw the fights and heard some of the things you had said to the bullies. Pamela’s heart swelled that one of the kids had finally, finally accepted Jason for who he was, overlooking his deformities.
Pamela took you in one day to the nurse’s station and cleaned your scrapes and cuts, telling you how proud of you she was for sticking up for her precious son. She knew he had no friends. He did too.
Jason’s Mother took him to your cabin one day while the rest of the kids were out on activities. You had been confined to your cabin, alone, for getting into so many fights. And not just for that day, either, you were often suspended from camp activities for being so aggressive.
They both went to you and Pamela asked you why you were so defensive of Jason with him hiding behind her. You had explained to them both that it was unfair of the other kids to pick on him for no reason. She held her hands to her chest. Finally. Jason could finally have a friend.
Jason peeked out at you nervously, and you gave him a soft smile, holding your hand out. He looked to his mother, who gave him a nod. He took your hand and gave you one of the purest smiles you had ever seen. And it was infectious, you smiled bigger than you ever did before.
You both spent the day playing together. Board games, patty cake, hide and seek, tag. You stuck close to your cabin and where Pamela was stationed, just to be safe. But you had more fun than you had ever had at that camp.
You still got into fights, often getting beaten up trying to keep the other kids away from Jason. Pamela always noticed just in time though and chased them off, since the neglectful counselors barely paid any attention.
You often had to get patched up. Jason always came over to you when the fights were over and even though you were scraped, bruised, and sometimes even bleeding, you gave him a smile and a hug. No one messed with him while you were around.
That fateful day though, you were asleep. You woke up and went outside your cabin to Pamela wailing in pain, and scrambled over to her and begged her to tell you what happened. When she did… your heart broke into pieces. You both mourned Jason. You cried so hard you got sick. Your best friend, the best boy you knew, Jason, was gone. He was gone.
You hated everyone in that camp besides Pamela from that day on. You stuck to her like glue. She was angry. She was so very, very angry. You were sent home due to lashing out very violently at the other kids, but who could blame you? They had basically killed your best friend.
A few years later, when you were in your late teens, you learned about how Pamela ended up. Your heart broke once more. She was the only one left of his memory. You went to the camp, with roses, and placed them in the lake. But there was a figure behind you…
You felt the steps on the dock and whipped around, seeing a large man with a bag over his head, and you had been shocked and scared initially but… you saw the man’s eye through one of the holes and your eyes shot open.
“..J…Jason? Jason?!” you shouted, scrambling up to your feet. He dropped his hatchet he brought over to kill the intruder. It was you. It was you! He ran over to you almost tackling you, crushing you to his chest and sobbing into your shoulder. You wrapped your hands around him and cried too. He was still here. You both cried on each other for quite a while.
After crying so hard and so long you both got headaches, he lead you hand in hand to his cabin. You were so happy.
He showed you to his mother.. It was unusual, but it didn’t matter much to you he kept a shrine of her head.
You didn’t care. You didn’t care about what his mother had did. You didn’t care about what he did. You had found him again. And you would never, never let him go.
Jason making s'mores for his mommy after a long day!
Based off my Camp counselor Jason! AU
Mama Voorhees’s failed attempts~
bonus info: that window that Camp Counselor Jason was fixing was the one that he broke in the other comic but it looks like that window is never getting fixed
Camp Counselor Jason kills (part 3)~
Krug finally meets his end… at the end of a spike! Welp this one is the last part of the “Last House on the Left” crossover~ Hope you guys enjoyed it!
Link to Part 1
Link to Part 2
(TW// gore, blood)
Camp Counselor Jason’s work out routine!
Alsooo yeah BUFF Pamela is my headcanon cus how else is she able to pull all those kills in Friday the 13th? One of them had a dead male body hanging up on the door by some arrows, Pamela would need to fuckin YOLKED to pull that off!
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Ms. Voorhees vs. Ms. White! Here’s part 2 of the Camp Counselor Jason and Carrie crossover!
TW// abuse, knife, stabbing
Here’s the link to Part 1
There's nothing more I love on this Earth other than wholesome Jason and Pamela content. I can't get enough of it. So I'm making my own, to fill me with more serotonin.
Colored that Pam headshot but parently my scanner doesn’t scan colored pencils well
Happy Friday the 13th!
Not my favorite thing but I had to post SOMETHING today.
(Based off that one picture that I see everywhere.)
Hush now Jason. Do not shed tears. You must protect yourself now. They called you a monster. Bare your teeth and sharpen your claws. Show them what kind of monster they created.