Jason and Others

by IWriteFicsLol

Summary:

Jason Voorhees stuff, mostly forsaken but some normal Jason. Pretty much just a bunch of oneshots with different relationships either platonic or romantic. I will be the one who gives Jason the fics he needs. He is my boy. I love him.

Btw, the way I've been making most of these fics is with the name wheel. I have 5 name wheels that tell me the character with Jason and the premise (hurt/comfort, fluff or my choice). I'm having a lot of fun right now. Might add other slashers with this small shakable version of Jason.

Edit : Crackships my beloved 🙏🙏🙏

Chapter 1

Jason (forsaken) deserves love and I decided that I'd write romantic stuff and some platonic stuff. Mostly romantic. I take requests HOWEVER, there is no guarantee I will do them.

 

RULES:

1. The requests have to be Jason with [Insert Character]. This fic is for the love of my life Jason

2. No romantic relationships with some people ie. c00lkidd, bluudud, pr3typriincess or Pamela

3. No sexual stuff, I might make another thing for that but this is just SFW

4. Don't spam me with the same request, asking for a character I've written for is fine, I will write for Jason/someone several times, just don't spam my inbox with the same ask

 

Indicators (will add more if necessary):

Fluff - 💝

Comfort - ❤️‍🩹

Platonic - ⭐

Romantic - ♥️

Fluff Alphabet: 🔤

 

 

Chapter 2: Jason/1x1x1x1 ❤️‍🩹♥️

1x1x1x1 was currently laying down on the couch, no matter what the other killers tried they couldn’t bring her out of the bad mood she was in. She was usually in a bad mood but this was a different bad mood, a sad bad mood. She heard breathing.

“G0 aw@y.”

She heard a gentle ‘ki’ and then felt a sudden weight on her, it was obviously Jason. None of the other killers said ‘ki’ as they silently came up to somebody.

“G3t 0ff 0f m3!”

Jason did not get off of her, she squirmed and tried pushing him off but couldn’t. He wasn’t heavy but he was holding onto her tightly. He nuzzled his masked face into the crook of her neck and then just…laid there on top of her. She growled and struggled to get him off to no avail.

“Y0u pi3c3 0f shIt g3T 0FF!”

He did not listen and just seemed to relax further. She groaned and stopped struggling after a few minutes of struggling. She let him lay on top of her and sneered, she didn’t say anything. More minutes ticked by as she slowly relaxed and became almost pliant underneath his weight. Another minute and she was wrapping her arms around him and closing her eyes, this was…comforting. She didn’t entirely know why either. She nudged his face with her own and hummed. She let out a sigh and her body relaxed further, the tension she once felt slowly dissipated and she let herself fall into unconsciousness. When she awoke Jason was still there, he immediately got up when he noticed her awake.

He sat up and then she pulled him back down, he tensed for a moment before relaxing once more. The two laid there once more, she enjoyed the weight. The other killers, who had watched the interaction, or had seen Jason fall on her and her quickly stop fighting noted the reaction. Weighted blankets would be good to help with her bad moods.

Chapter 3: Jason/ Azure 💝♥️

Jason slammed his machete into another survivor. It was rather difficult but he made do with his one arm. He beheaded Noob and then adjusted his grip on not his machete but on Azure who was sitting on his shoulder. He moved his arm to hold them a bit better and continued walking, he activated raging pace and started forward. Before Shedletsky could react he was surging forward and slashing. The man fell limp and just like that, he won. He tucked his machete away and was going to do what he usually did which consisted of him slamming his foot into his victim’s face but his face was tilted.

Azure made his tentacles maneuver around him as he moved the veil covering his face and then he was placing a kiss to where his lips would be behind his mask. The two were teleported out of the round with Azure giggling and then laughing as Noli complained that he got to do that, Jason was still trying to process what happened. He wasn’t used to such…affection. The round was fun though.

Specter had been doing team rounds recently and usually that meant two would be killing but Azure had mentioned how he wasn’t feeling it that round so he decided to lift said beautiful man in his arms and go around killing everyone. It wasn’t like he needed help anyways. He gently set Azure down only for him to drape himself in his arms. He caught the man and picked him up once more. He sat in his arms with his hands gently pressed to his chest.

“Maybe the next time you get a round you can ask for such treatment~”

“You’d do that for me wouldn’t you Jason~?”

Noli tilted his head and put his hands together. He sighed at the two but nodded. Noli giggled happily and pressed a mask kiss to his mask, he felt so fucking warm underneath his mask right now…dang it.

“Now then, I should reward my killer in bloody armor. You did do all the work, you must be tired? Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”

He started walking out of the cabin making sure to hold Azure as gently as he could but still firmly. He tilted his head slightly and shrugged as he walked to his cabin. He opened the door and set Azure down as he walked to the shrine. He knelt in front of it and pulled out a crumpled flower from his coat, he gently placed it in front of the picture of his mother. He gently ran a finger against the photo and stared for a few moments before standing. A gentle hand grabbed his arm and he let himself be sat down on a chair.

“Allow me, please.”

He was bloody, covered in a film of grotesque-Azure tilted his head and wiped his mask with a slightly wet towel. He was forced out of his jacket, gloves, boots and socks which were set aside in a pile. It took a bit more coaxing to get his shirt and pants off but he was eventually corralled into doing so. He was naked except for his boxers which he was not told to change out of thankfully. He watched Azure closely, watched him run the wet towel over the spots where there was blood. He twitched but stayed still, it was a little cold but not uncomfortable. When he finished he was gently patted dry with a different towel (where did he get these?) and forced to his room. He was handed a t-shirt and shorts to which he put on. He tilted his head as he was pushed into bed. 

“Relax my love.”

What are you doing?

“You’re tense, I said I’d take care of you didn’t I?”

He laid down and stared at Azure who just made a motion, slowly he laid on his stomach and then he froze. Hands pressed against his shoulders and…he melted into the sheets as hands gently rubbed his shoulders, gently getting rid of the years of tension. It hurt at times but that was nothing compared to the utter bliss after his muscles stopped being so tense. Minutes ticked by until he was a pliant mess of a man. Azure was certain that if he made more noise that he would be muttering and somehow purring, he had never seen him so…relaxed. He moved and gently ran his hands to work the muscles in his lower back. 

Azure yelped when Jason suddenly turned and grabbed him, before he could react he was being pulled into a hug and Jason was nuzzling into his arms. He blinked and then chuckled softly. He pulled his hat off and used his tendrils to gently rub his lower back still as he held Jason in his arms. 

“So pretty…you’re never this relaxed. It’s cute.”

Jason buried his masked face into Azure’s shoulder and he giggled as he held him as close as possible. The two laid there and eventually Jason’s grip loosened and he knew he drifted off. Azure hummed and closed his eyes, this was nice.

Chapter 4: Jason/John Doe 💝♥️

Jason rushed forward and took the brunt of the hit for Doe which allowed him the opportunity to slam his claw into Shedletsky effectively winning the round. The two were teleported out of the round and he turned, John Doe was hurt. Much more than he was and so with little hesitation he scooped the man up and started walking. He grunted and stared at Jason as he walked him to his cabin and opened the door. He set John Doe down and wandered off before coming back with a medkit. He held it up happily and Doe snorted before nodding. He opened it and got to work cleaning and bandaging wounds. The two were silent as he worked.

His hands moved with practiced ease as he wrapped the bandage and tied it in a pretty little bow. He leaned forward and pressed his mask against it very gently before pulling away and cleaning up the other little scrapes and injuries. Doe watched him and then leaned forward pressing his face against his mask. He scrunched his face up from behind the mask and giggled silently before pushing his face away and continuing with his work. He finished after a few minutes and closed the medkit. He snickered as Doe pressed his face against his mask once more. 

He tried moving away as Doe continued this, even going so far as to try and stand up to get away but he merely got off the seat and pushed himself into Jason. He snickered silently and pushed at the man who continued to nuzzle up to his mask. It was silly but Doe was a very silly guy sometimes. He was forced onto his back and squirmed underneath him to mostly no avail though he wasn’t particularly trying. He patted his back as he decided to just lay there. He squirmed and tried to get his attention to sign something but the man wasn’t paying attention at all. He pouted underneath his mask and then was able to flip their positions.

John Doe looked up at Jason who seemed proud of doing so, his permanent smile softened and he stayed laying there. He looked down at him and patted his face very gently causing him to scrunch said face up. He pulled away and brought his hands up.

You’re silly. Stay here. Need to get flowers for Mama’s shrine.

“Can…I…go…with?”

Jason blinked and stared.

You’re hurt, should rest.

“Can…help…with…flowers.”

Are you sure?

“Very.”

He got up and helped John up, he started walking and kept a careful eye on the man as they left the cabin as though he was made of glass. He walked into the forest and then moved to walk next to him. He grabbed his clawed hand and pulled him forward, he swayed from side to side as they walked. The birds chirped and the sound of leaves rustling filled their ears. He watched Jason push the brush away and then a field. A field of flowers. He hadn’t known this existed, to be fair he never liked going out so far but still. He tilted his head and let the man pull him forward.

He was quickly forced to sit down and Jason also sat. He started picking flowers and setting them in two piles, one pile most likely for his mother and the other he was uncertain. Once Jason had apparently plucked enough he grabbed the second pile and started weaving the flowers together like it was of no difficulty. Doe watched him do this, John watched him weave the flowers into something and then promptly made a hand motion. He tilted his-the flowers were placed on his head.

King Doe!

He blinked and then laughed, he threw his head back slightly before leaning forward and tapping his face against his mask.

“Stupid…”

Jason giggled and started weaving another crown. He placed it on his own head.

King Voorhees!

“No…Queen…Voorhees~”

He hit Doe’s chest and Doe retaliated by grabbing him and pulling him close. His malformed infected arm curled around Jason and he used his clawed arm to hold him close. Jason squirmed and Doe fought to keep him still, it was futile as they started rolling around with laughter echoing from him and shoulders bouncing from the other. Time passed by as they played, as they laughed silently or not. When they were finished rough housing Jason rushed to grab his flowers and drag Doe back. It was no time before they were at the cabin and silence fell between the two as he weaved the flowers into the shrine. He merely watched, he was lucky, very lucky.

Chapter 5: Jason & Pamela 💝⭐

Jason laid in bed. For a being that was undead, it was slightly unfair that he could get sick which he currently was. He sniffled from behind his mask and turned his head to stare at Mama who entered the cabin with some soup. She locked the door and closed the blinds before floating over, once she made sure nobody could see him she set the bowl down and gently undid his mask.

“Oh my poor Jason, you aren’t feeling very well are you?”

He felt a bit of fear strike his heart when she stared at him and looked away, he felt a hand gently press against his cheek and pull his vision back.

“Now now, don’t be like that. You’re just as handsome as you’ve always been.”

He stared up at her and sniffled as he leaned into her hand, she smiled softly as she ran her thumb on his cheek. She leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss on his forehead before pulling away.

“Now you stay in here, okay? I’ll take care of your rounds for you.”

Are you sure? I can still do them.

“I’m positive, you’re sick honey! The sooner you rest up the sooner you’ll get to go back to making me so very proud of you like always~!”

She cooed and he seemed to grow slightly embarrassed. She smiled softly and stood up, she patted his head and floated off. She opened the closet full of his clothes and pushed them, he had saved her clothing for whenever she wanted a change despite not needing to god bless his sweet soul. She grabbed her stuff and moved to the bathroom before coming out after a few minutes in the outfit he usually wore just smaller. He had been shy to ask if he could make her a matching outfit and she obviously said yes. She grabbed his machete but she also grabbed her bowie knife. She attached them to her person.

“How does mommy look?”

He clapped for her and she chuckled. She floated over and tucked him in.

“When you’re ready to eat you have the soup, okay? You stay in bed mister, I don’t want you getting anymore sick, got it?”

Alright. Love you Mama.

“Oh I love you too Jason.”

She pressed a final kiss onto his forehead before opening the door and leaving. She did not grab a mask, why would she need one anyways? She floated to the main cabin and smiled, she would kill those damned survivors, it wasn’t like they needed to live anyways.

Chapter 6: Jason/Noob 💝♥️ | Jason & Pamela 💝⭐

Jason gently pulled Noob with him, he was allowed to bring him to the killer’s side from time to time and today was the day. He didn’t entirely explain to Noob what was going on but that was for the best as he slowly opened the door to his cabin. Noob looked around and then froze, his face paled as he stared and was forced forward. Gently Jason corralled him forward and to the shrine, a shrine with several pictures and wreaths of flowers adorning it. With nature and vines surrounding the decapitated head of a woman.

“W-what-…who is t-that?”

This is Mama. She wants to meet you.

Noob watched him sign that and then was forced down, was made to kneel close enough to the shrine that he was much more than uncomfortable but not close enough to be in touching distance, no, Jason was the one who was closer. Noob merely stared. It was…terrifying. Her eyes were shut and her hair was neatly done but it was clear she was dead, her severed head was proof of that. The slight spots were decay took over were signs of that…god he felt like throwing up.

“W-what…what does she say?”

We must wait and see.

Don’t get him wrong, Noob loved Jason. He was kind, very strong, sometimes deranged but oh so very sweet to him. Sure he was a killer but that didn’t stop Noob. This? This was testing his ability to see the best of Jason.

“Did umm…what happened…to her?”

Jason turned to stare at Noob and hesitated for a moment.

She…someone killed her. She was killing because the camp counselors killed me and so she killed them and then she was decapitated by one of them I think…not entirely certain, she doesn’t like talking about it.

Oh thank god he didn’t kill his own mother. Noob smiled softly though still nervously.

“I’m sorry…”

It’s fine. I kill for her, she happy. She tells me how proud she is of me.

That’s concerning was Noob’s first thought, his second was to flinch as something…ghostly appeared. Jason turned and the two watched a bluish ghost appear, her face…holy shit this was his mom. She turned and stared at him for a moment before smiling and turning to her son. 

“Do you love him?”

Jason nodded.

“And do you love him?”

Noob nodded. She smiled.

“I’ve been watching you, you’re so kind to my sweet boy…I give you my blessing Jason.”

She leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead.

“Oh how you’ve grown up…I love you so much my sweet Jason.”

He seemed slightly embarrassed but signed ‘I love you too Mama’ back. She pulled away and just as soon as she was there she was gone leaving only her decapitated head. He was swiftly picked up by Jason and laughed as he was spun around. The two left the cabin and for the first time ever, Noob noted how he wasn’t holding himself back in hugging or pressing mask kisses to his face.

Chapter 7: Jason & Elliot 💝⭐

Jason brushed Elliot’s hair. It was the middle of a round and Elliot had…a lot of hair. It was annoying him, he was thankfully in his barber outfit and so he didn’t stab Elliot, he grabbed the man and forced him to sit down. There was nobody else as he pulled a hairbrush out and started brushing his hair. He took the visor off and Elliot was tense. He ignored it.

His hair was very tangled, he continued to brush before silently sighing and standing. He picked Elliot up and started walking. He wandered to the odd kitchen and turned the faucet, he scooped the water up and put it in his hair. Forced him over the sink as he started rinsing out the dirt, it wasn’t good without shampoo or conditioner but it would have to do.

Elliot winced and slowly relaxed as fingers gently carded through his hair. He sighed and Jason watched him relax, he smiled underneath his mask and then turned the water off. He spun the hair and squeezed it out before pulling a towel off his side and putting it on Elliot’s shoulders. He pulled him from the sink and dragged the man towards the dining hall. He sat the man down and stood in front of him as he started drying his hair.

“…why…are you doing this?”

He stopped and stared before pulling his hands away.

Hair is dirty, gross. Cleaning it. Would you prefer death?

“N-no no I just…ugh, nevermind.”

… do you want a haircut?

“A…haircut?”

Hair is long, gets in your face. Either keep it pulled back or cut it. Don’t be like 1x4.

Elliot smiled nervously.

“Umm, I’ll just pull it back?”

Jason tapped his mask and shook his head.

Then a trim, hair at the ends is dead. Not healthy.

“How much would you cut?”

One inch. Will also curl it, looks better curled, can tell.

“Alright…yeah that works.”

He started drying his hair once more, he put the towel around his shoulders and brushed the hair out. The two were silent as he did Elliot’s hair. He heard snipping and then listened to it stop, felt his hair being moved and then more snipping. Rinse and repeat until the snipping stopped completely and he felt his hair being twirled. Jason took his towel, he shook it off to the side and tilted Elliot’s face, he looked over his hair before pulling his visor forward and putting it back on Elliot. He nodded and pulled away, he put his scissors in their sheath and gave Elliot a thumbs up. He pressed a hand against his hair and smiled.

“Umm…thanks.”

“Ki.”

He turned his gaze to the timer, 30 seconds. Jason nodded and walked off, no kills happened as they all teleported to their respective cabins. 

“Hey El-…wow, your hair looks nice!”

“Thanks…Jason did it?”

Silence.

“What?”

Chapter 8: Jason/Mafioso 💝♥️

Mafioso watched Jason, watched as he held the bunnies and was so gentle with them. God he was in love and it wasn’t funny. Jason was there in all his glory, his gloves and sweater discarded to feel the bunnies fur. The dreamscape had some nice places and he loved spending time here with him. Despite being such a brutal killer, such a terrifying one he was oh so gentle with little things. He was oh so gentle with him despite not needing to be. He listened to the almost imperceptible giggles that left him as ran his hand along the bunnies fur. God he loved him, he made him feel so bubbly and made his normally harsh and cold demeanor melt away into something playful and loving.

Jason turned as Mafioso snickered, the mafia boss leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his mask. He tensed and the bunny he had been petting stopped getting said pets in favor to cover his face. Mafioso laughed and gently took his hands, gently pulled them away from his already covered face. He put a hand on his mask and rubbed it with his thumb.

“You’re adorable.”

“Ki.”

He leaned into the hand and then pressed forward, he pushed his masked face into Mafioso’s face and his ears perked up. Gently he nuzzled into his face and pulled away, the moment he pulled away Mafioso surged forward and started peppering kisses on his mask. He listened to the quiet squeak and then laughter as he tried to playfully push him away. He merely leaned forward, the bunnies moved off as he fell backwards and he was on top of him. Jason pressed into the grass and gently Mafioso hooked a hand on his mask.

“May I?”

Jason hesitated but slowly nodded, his mask was taken off and then a kiss was pressed to his cheek. He scrunched his face up and then tried pushing him away but it was relatively no use. Mafioso was just as tall as him and just as built, the two were usually at a stalemate but when he was being loved on like this it resulted in him buckling under the pressure.

“Look at you, my little bunny~”

He pouted and brought his hands up.

Not little bunny.

“My apologies little cat~”

Not little cat!

Mafioso snorted and chuckled.

“Well then what are you?”

Not little.

Mafioso set the mask aside and sat back to let Jason sit up, he straddled his legs and tilted his head.

“Well how about my darling?”

You’re trying to embarrass me.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about my rose.”

Stop it.

“Stop what sunshine?”

Jason looked away and he laughed once more.

“Wha-hey now, come on Jason. Honey?”

He kept looking away and Mafioso laughed, he tried to tilt his gaze back but he was stubborn.

“Babe, light of my life, handsome, honey bear, cupca-!”

His mouth was covered and when Jason turned his gaze he pushed the hand and nuzzled his face into his neck. Jason blinked and stared down at Mafioso before huffing and hugging him.

“Ki ki.”

“Hmm, I love you.”

A heart was traced onto his back. His ears flicked and he nuzzled further into his hold, he felt the two fall and Jason laid back. He pulled away and stared down at Jason for a moment before leaning down. He placed a gentle but chaste kiss on his lips and smiled softly.

“I love you so much.”

I love you.

Chapter 9: Jason & c00lkidd ❤️‍🩹⭐

Jason stood just in front of c00lkidd who was sobbing. He didn’t know what to do, the other killers were out and about, he had never had to deal with panic attacks but here he was trying to do so. c00lkidd had come to HIM as he was panicking, he hadn’t gone to find anyone else, no he actively sought him out. Slowly Jason held his hands out, c00lkidd choked on a sob as he looked up. He crawled forward and into his arms, he sobbed and his breathing was frantic, was shallow. Jason gently held him as close as possible in his arms, he sniffled and choked on a sob as he buried his face into Jason’s shirt. 

He rubbed his shoulder and wrapped his legs and arms around the kid, all he knew was the 1x1x1x1 liked a lot of weight on her when she was panicking, that Doe liked a presence, Noli liked someone to listen, Azure preferred to be held, Mafioso preferred to be alone and then be near someone, he wasn’t sure of what c00lkidd would like, what the other kids liked. He didn’t really even know what Guest 666 liked though they were new.

“Ki ki…ki.”

He gently pressed c00lkidd to his chest and forced himself to breathe, he didn’t need to, when he did it was to not scare people and alert of his presence. He listened to c00lkidd’s breath hitch and then listened as he tried his best to copy. 

“P-please…c-can you squ-squeeze me? P-please I-!”

Jason stared and then tightened his grip, c00lkidd sniffled and tried burying himself further in his grasp. He moved his hand rubbing his shoulder to his head and pushed him closer. Squeezed him tighter, not enough to stop breathing but clearly enough because c00lkidd was breathing a bit more normally, wasn’t crying as much. He…must like the dark and an embrace, he was burying his face into his shirt but also underneath his sweater. He put his chin on the top of his head and held him there as he shook, as he gripped him a little tighter. He was definitely going to have some scratch or bruise after this not that that really mattered.

c00lkidd sniffled and his tail flicked, he watched it do so and then he tightened his grip ever so slightly. His tail thumped against the ground before going lax, he choked back a sob as he muttered something he wasn't able to hear. He was whispering random words, random things that he couldn’t make sense of so he didn’t, he just held the kid. Held him until he felt three taps, he loosened his grip and c00lkidd stayed there before looking up. Jason moved his hands and placed them on his cheeks, he used his thumbs to wipe away at the tears.

“Ki?”

“W-what if…what if I-I can’t…I can’t see dad again?”

He blinked from behind his mask.

“I-I don’t-I don’t want dad to die!”

He choked on a sob and he wiped at the tears, watched as c00lkidd leaned into his left hand. He leaned forward and pressed his mask’s forehead on his forehead. He let out his best ‘shh’ he could though it was mostly a raspy groan, thankfully c00lkidd clearly seemed to get the gist because he sniffled. The two sat there for a moment when Jason pulled his hands away.

Nobody wants family to die, it’s just nature. That’s why you have to spend time with your family, you have to love them while alive.

“B-but what if-what if he doesn’t know how m-much I love him? I-he’s my dad! I-I-”

Don’t be silly, 7 knows how much you love him. He loves you just as much if not more.

“But-”

No buts. He knows how much you love him, that’s why you need to spend moment continuing to love him. It’s hard to think about these things, but, it’s best to talk about it with your loved ones and do as much as you can with the time you have now. Not everyday, but a lot of days. Tell him how much you love him but keep spending time with everyone you love, always make sure they know how much you love them.

“...th-thank you…I-...”

Jason gently wiped his tears again and pressed his masked forehead on his forehead once more before pulling away.

Do you want to see 7?

“...y-yes please.”

He stood and held his hand, c00lkidd took his hand and he started walking. He felt his hand be squeezed.

“...I love you…”

He ruffled c00lkidd’s hair.

I love you.

Chapter 10: Jason/Guest 1337 ♥️🔤

Guest 1337 and Jason sfw ABC's!

 

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about each other?)

 

Guest 1337 really admires how well Jason can handle situations, he may be a killer but he’s fair and gives the survivors a chance to fight back.

 

Jason really admires Guest’s steadfastness and confidence in most if not all situations.

 

B = Body (what is their favorite part of each other’s body?)

 

Guest likes Jason’s hands the most, they’re rough of course but they have so many stories to tell that he loves to ‘listen’ to. He also likes to hold his hands because they feel nice.

 

Jason really likes Guest’s hands as well, he thinks it’s impressive how hard he can punch and really likes holding said man’s hands. He gets embarrassed just holding hands.

 

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

 

1337 prefers to hold Jason and Jason also prefers. They usually spoon but sometimes Guest will just lay there and let Jason rest his head on his chest.

 

D = Dates (what does their ideal date look like?)

 

Because the two are trapped in a ‘hell’ they usually only have dates if Guest can convince Jason not to kill anyone that round. Their dates consist of holding hands and sitting somewhere peaceful. In the real world it would be picnic dates at Crystal Lake because Jason doesn’t like leaving the camp and finds the lake pretty. He likes to show it off Guest. Guest also likes picnics, he finds them calming.

 

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion?)

 

Guest is usually closed off with how he feels to not overwhelm the survivors but whenever he has a moment with Jason he lets himself relax and talk about what’s going on.

 

Jason doesn’t have much to hide, he usually just acts how he acts with others. If he’s really overwhelmed then he might not say anything and just wants to be held by 1337.

 

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

 

Guest and Jason don’t really want a family while in this place. If they ever escaped, Guest would want to see his family again and bring Jason along. It would take a lot of explaining but depending on the outcome it’s most likely that Jason will be a new addition to their family.

 

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

 

Guest doesn’t do gifts very much, he much prefers actions over items like hugs or listening to whatever Jason has to say.

 

Jason likes to carve things and would most likely give 1337 a lot of wooden carvings.

 

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

 

If Jason isn’t being pressured to kill everyone during a round then they like to sit in a more secluded area (for Jason’s sake) and just interlock their fingers together. If Guest needs to talk to the others and Jason isn’t killing then they’ll stand next to one another and interlock their pointer fingers or pinkies.

 

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

 

Jason doesn’t like hurting Guest but he has to, whenever he has downtime in a new round though and 1337 is in it he finds all the medkits he can and gives them to him despite not being injured. Sometimes he can convince Elliot to give him a slice of pizza. Most of the time he’ll also have his hands grabbing his shirt as he looks down in silent apology. Guest forgives him every time.

 

Guest rarely sees Jason hurt, honestly he wasn’t entirely sure he could get hurt until the group had actually done enough damage to see him limping. During the next round Jason was interrogated until he spilled that he does in face have a health bar and does in fact feel pain just not as much. Guest makes sure to give him an extra kiss or a tighter hug after rounds where the survivors were wailing on him.

 

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank each other? how?)

 

Neither of them are big on pranks. Scares usually only happen because Guest somehow tripped in front of Jason when he didn’t know he was there or Jason comes out of nowhere which is incredibly typical for him. 1337 does like telling a lot of dad jokes though because he is a dad and Jason finds them rather amusing.

 

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss one another?)

 

The two don’t kiss one another on the lips much, mainly because Jason hates taking his mask off despite the fact that the Specter seemingly healed most of the rot. Because of this, Guest likes pressing kisses to his knuckles or on scars when he takes his shirt off (which is also rare). Jason likes giving mask kisses which consists of him nuzzling his masked face into necks.

 

L = Love (how do they show each other they love one another?)

 

Guest 1337 likes to hug a lot and give complements, alongside this, he makes sure that whenever he doesn’t have to fight for his life that he spends the round with Jason.

 

Jason is BIG on physical touch and will do everything in his power to prove his love through it. When he doesn’t kill he likes to hug Guest and cuddle with him, if that can’t prove it he’s willing to brutally showcase his love (he tickles the shit out Guest).

 

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

 

Guest’s favorite memory is when he convinced Jason to hang-out with the other survivors and it ended with him and Jason against the others in a friendly wrestle. The two obviously lost but it was actually really close.

 

Jason’s favorite memory is when he was allowed to go to the survivor camp and spend an entire day with Guest just lounging around. It meant a lot to him just to be in 1337’s day.

 

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

 

He hates to think it but Guest 1337 hates to think that Jason can just…forget about him. That one day he might lose all his memories and forget that the two are lovers. That he’ll kill him without any regret.

 

Jason is absolutely terrified that one day he’ll kill Guest and he just won’t come back. That he’ll go into another round and 1337 won’t be there, that he killed the only person who loved him and he’ll never get him back just like mother.

 

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

 

1337 always flinches whenever someone comes up to him without warning which makes it very annoying whenever Jason is around because he just…appears. He’s that silent.

 

Jason always tilts his head whenever he’s confused or intrigued, he just tiles his head and Guest likes to compare it to that of a dog. Jason just tilts his head in response because what do you mean it’s like a dog?

 

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call each other?)

 

Jason has nicknames for everyone because signing Guest 1337 every time would get annoying. Thus, he likes to refer to Guest as ‘Punch’ because he thinks it makes the most sense.

 

1337 didn’t do nicknames because he thought Jason wouldn’t like it, once he learned that he just gets really flustered he started calling him things like ‘handsome’, ‘beautiful’ and ‘prince’. He means all of the nicknames but he also likes flustering Jason.

 

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with one another?)

 

They like to just sit with one another, quality time for them is holding one another and relaxing. They don’t get to do that much.

 

R = Romantic (how romantic can they be?)

 

Guest 1337 can be very romantic. Even if they’re both just walking through a map he sometimes likes to let Jason hold his arm as he walks with him. Sometimes just to prove how romantic he is he picks Jason up bridal style and doesn’t let him walk anywhere which flusters Jason to hell and back.

 

Jason isn’t good at romance but seems to be good at it anyways. He always makes sure to bring some flowers for 1337 despite it being hard to get flowers. He massages Guest’s shoulders sometimes just to get him to relax but he knows Guest isn’t a big fan of being picked up so he usually sticks to flowers.

 

S = Secrets (how open are they?)

 

Neither of them have secrets to keep from one another. Jason explained his situation with Mama before they started seriously dating because Mama needs to judge every love choice. 1337 felt slightly disgusted by him having his mothers head but slowly understood, alongside this Guest told Jason that he does have a wife and children. Jason wasn’t put off with it, in fact, he tried to encourage Guest not to date him because he has a wife and kids. 1337 put that notion down, he knows Daisy would want him to move on especially considering he’s pretty sure he died and he knows Daisy would move on.

 

T = Time (how long did it take for them to get together?)

 

Guest 1337 HATED Jason with a burning passion because he was a killer, he’s awful. When the survivors had free rounds where the killers weren’t killing he decided to watch Jason to make sure he didn’t try anything and that’s when Guest decided he wasn’t so bad considering he watched the guy trip and panic when he realized he didn’t have his machete (it was in its sheath). The two started hanging out during free rounds and it took a shit ton of time for Guest to come to terms with his feelings and even longer to help Jason through with his before they even remotely became friends let alone boyfriends.

 

U = Upset (how do they act when they’re upset?)

 

Guest happens to get upset a lot whenever he dies by Jason far too many times without a break. He tends to talk to Jason about it and Jason always tries to make up for it by cuddling him or giving him mask kisses but sometimes space is the best solution and so he’ll leave all the survivors alone for a round or two.

 

Jason doesn’t get upset often and when he does it often ends with him full wiping a round and then immediately hiding in the next round. It’s hard to find him but Guest will end up finding him and trying to talk to Jason and if he doesn’t want to will just hug him. That usually ends up working to bring his mood up.

 

V = Value (how important is this relationship? What is it worth compared to other things in their life?)

 

For Guest it’s a very important relationship, he wants to maintain this relationship but he also knows he has to support the other survivors. If Jason is killing he won’t hesitate to retaliate even if he doesn’t want to.

 

Jason really loves Guest but unfortunately mother will always come first. If she commanded him to break it off he would be heartbroken but would. He would stop talking to mother for a long time afterwards though, thankfully mother wouldn’t make him do so, she cares too much for his happiness.

 

W = Wild Card (random headcanon)

 

I like to headcanon that 1337 loves wrestling and playing around so he’ll engage in a lot of wrestling matches with Jason. If they’re cuddling and he knows Jason has a bit of energy he’ll initiate a wrestling match until the two are laughing their heads off.

 

I also like to headcanon that Jason is the third best cook out of all the survivors and killers with Elliot being the best and 1x1x1x1 being the second. He makes a lot of soups and bakes a lot so he’ll bring them into rounds and give them to Guest to either make up for something he did or because he wants to give him something.

 

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

 

Guest finds it hard to read Jason sometimes because the man is just so stockstill all the time. He learned that whenever Jason is super tense though that he’s really angry or when he’s relaxed that he tends to be happier.

 

Jason can read Guest like a kid’s book. It’s not funny. He’s really used to observing people and learns most if not all of Guest’s tells at the beginning of their relationship.

 

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

 

The other survivors would be the ones to push it and so during a round at Ultimate Assassin’s Ground when Jason isn’t killing anyone he’d have one of the others bring Jason over. He would wear his Milestone 4 outfit and tell Jason how he loves him and that he wants to make this damned hellscape better before getting on one knee and presenting a metal ring that took way too much time to make.

 

Jason is not convinced by the other killers, but rather, by his mother. He would wait until they’re in Horror Hotel and bring 1337 to the stage. He would either wear his Barber outfit or Milestone 2 outfit and sign that he loves 1337 and that he wants to make his love for him as official as possible before presenting him with a beautifully carved wood ring that also took way too long to make.

 

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

 

Guest likes to hold Jason’s hand and go on walks. It’s genuinely relaxing and while he can stay still for long periods of time he would much prefer to walk.

 

Jason likes to be held. It helps him relax faster with someone he cares for.

Chapter 11: Jason/Two Time 💝❤️‍🩹♥️

Summary:

I wasn't sure how to put this one because Two Time is like...really strange. So I put fluff and comfort just in case.

Jason scowled as he looked for them, it was LMS or ‘Last Man Standing’ and Two Time was the one to still be alive. He hated when Two Time was in ‘LMS’ or when 007n7 was the ‘LMS’ but he just had to make do. He couldn’t activate raging pace and when he went to where they were outlined they were gone. A sigh escaped him and he turned a corner, nothing. He chittered in annoyance and then his shoulders tensed. They were watching him, but where? He tilted his head and looked around, he couldn’t see anything. Were…were they hunting him? Why? They did know they’d die right? He was a hunter, he was a killer. He wouldn’t just spare them because they gave a good fight. He-

“Ki-!?”

He was tackled to the ground, his chainsaw was sliced off his back and pushed. He swiftly turned over and put his machete up. Their dagger pressed down onto his machete and the two stayed there. Their wings spread and that maniac grin widened as their tail swayed. He watched them struggle and then pushed them off hard. He sat up and grabbed their foot. They made no noise as they were dragged back and he slammed his machete through their thigh and into the ground effectively trapping them. His chainsaw was too far away and so he twisted their arm, he pinned their arms and took their dagger. He brought it up and plunged it into their chest. They made no noise, only watched with eerie eyes and rapt attention. He stood and pulled his machete out before slamming his boot into their face killing them.

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Jason was…angry. Two Time seemed to want to be killed by him, no longer were they hiding in the shadows crouched, no, they were running up to him and stabbing him. Trying to run out of range of his attacks but always close. It resulted in their death every time. This time was no different as he stared at their lifeless corpse. He turned and was quick to kill Shedletsky therefore ending the round. He was teleported out and to the cabin where…Azure waited. He turned his attention to him.

How are you Azure? Are-

A tendril surged his way and he cut it with his machete, Azure winced and pulled the now severed tendril back.

“You disgust me Jason.”

What?

“Don’t fucking play dumb, I know what you did to Two Time. Killing them with their dagger.”

He was…unsure what the problem was. He couldn’t exactly use his machete because he needed Two Time to stay down and his chainsaw was too far away. It was a quick answer, a smart answer.

“Tch, don’t ever talk to me, again. Understood?”

What did I do?

“...you know what you did.”

He turned and he watched him walk off, he felt anger surge through him but that melted away. Whatever, Azure was prone to getting…angry for no reason and it took a bit to understand usually, he would tell him eventually. Slowly he turned, another round in 10 minutes. He sighed and cleaned his weapons before changing his outfit to his milestone 2 outfit. He rolled his shoulders and entered the round.

16 minutes was all it took to kill everyone but fucking Two Time. They decided to stay away from him this time, for what reason, he wasn’t certain. He only knew that they were one of the only survivors who participated in every single round unless forced to take a break by another survivor, he only knew that they killed Azure for their second life, he only knew that they had that manic smile at all times, all he knew was that he fucking hated when it was ‘LMS’ with them.

Jason walked forward with his machete and turned, he was promptly tackled and slammed into a tree. They pushed their dagger into his skin further and he stared at them, they looked thrilled, they looked tired. He pushed them and kicked them, they quickly got up only to hit the ground. He got onto their back and held their hair as he pinned them to the ground. He flipped them over and placed a knee on one of their arms. They laughed manically as they stared up at him, he just stared and then tucked his machete away.

Why is Azure mad at me for stabbing you?

They blinked and just stared with that permanent smile before giggling.

“I wouldn’t be sure, maybe because I killed them with that same weapon and I have yet to let them do the same. That they can’t do the same. I am unsure, the spawn does not bless me with this answer.”

He sighed silently, he pulled the dagger out of where it was embedded inside him. He stared it over, it was well crafted. He stared down and then tucked the dagger in his belt.

Why do you come at me?

“The spawn wills me too, they say you are the perfect machine. The spawn blesses me to see the true you, the one you wish nobody to see. It wishes for me to praise you, it wishes for me to fight you and let you kill me again and again to prove how utterly perfect you are.”

He bristled at that, he felt warmth fill him and then stood up. They stared up at him as he stared down.

“Please kill me, allow me to bleed for you! The spawn wills it so!”

More manic. He took the dagger from his belt and picked them up. He plunged the dagger into their stomach and then twisted before pulling it out. He watched them laugh, watched them hit the ground as he dropped the dagger in front of them. He pulled his machete out and cut their head off.

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“You look wonderful, it has been so long since you have adorned yourself in your original attire.”

Jason stood above the dead corpse and tilted his gaze as his hand on his machete relaxed. It had been several weeks, Azure wasn’t talking to him but that didn’t really matter. He didn’t get along well with him anyways. There, standing in the doorway was Two Time.

“I have a request.”

He tilted his head.

“I request I stay alive this round, I wish to spend more time with you.”

You will try to stab me.

“I promise to the spawn I will not, not this time.”

He stared and then nodded, he started off and listened to Two Time follow behind. He twitched and then ran forward, he rushed forward and slammed his machete into Chance who crumpled immediately. That activated Two Time’s ‘Oblation’ and from their back, two wings sprouted. They fluttered and then pulled to their back. He took a step back when they took a step forward. They giggled and then moved forward, gently they took one of his hands and dragged him along. He sheathed his weapon and followed hesitantly. The two sat down and he tilted his head, he brought his hands up but was promptly stopped.

Two Time pressed their body to his and then gently wrapped their tail around his waist, he blinked and then tensed as they leaned close to his mask. They said nothing as they took his hands into their own. Said nothing as their wings spread and wrapped around the two of them. They smiled that unnerving (charming to him) smile and giggled as their wings pressed to his sides. He twitched and tilted his head like a puppy. Spawn above, he was perfect. They let go of his hands and pressed their hands to his mask. He tensed but they shushed him.

“May I? Oh please allow me to gaze upon the beauty underneath this mask, you are a most perfect being…a most beautiful creature.”

Jason sighed at being called a creature but knew that’s just how Two Time talked. He grabbed their dagger and threw it off, no risks, he knew they only attacked with their dagger. They would rather die than use any other weapon. He gently placed his hands together and the two stared.

I don’t look good. Am corpse.

“Don’t say that, a corpse has its beauties does it not? A showcasing of decay and what lies beyond.”

He tapped his fingers together and then moved their hands. They moved back and sat on their feet as he pushed his mask up, he tightened it to the top of his head and felt those hands on his cheeks. He scrunched his face up and stayed looking away.

“You are most beautiful.”

“...ki?”

“Yes, oh yes you are such a beautiful specimen…such a beautiful being.”

They leaned forward and he looked up only to stare into eyes that held a very intense gaze. Their smile was genuine and they seemed elated that he decided to let them see his face. He relaxed only slightly but they noticed, they seemed to notice many things, they giggled and gently ran their thumbs along his dead flesh.

“Why hide this from the world? Oh Jason this is something the world needs to see, needs to understand. This…”

They trailed off and seemed to be listening to something before pulling their hands away and putting them together.

“Yes! That is a most wondrous idea my god.”

They stared at him.

“The spawn grants me permission to gift you something, may I?”

He tilted his head but nodded as they pulled off a necklace. It had the symbol of the spawn and gently they put it on him.

“With this, may the spawn watch over you and protect you from any harm to come your way, and may it be known that I will pour my everything for you if you so wished.”

He stared at it and smiled softly, he snickered and then hands were on his face again.

“Look at that, such a perfect creature. No wonder your smile is the same, beautiful and perfect.”

Jason maneuvered and crossed his legs even as Two Time’s tail pulled him slightly closer. Their wings stayed surrounding the two. They smiled.

“You are oh so perfect. I thank you for allowing me to even spend a moment of your time basking in your presence.”

Gently they lowered the mask.

“And with that, our time is soon over. May your day be blessed and may we be able to do this once more in the future.”

The two were teleported into their respective cabins. He knew both groups wouldn’t be able to see his face even when spectating, c00lkidd said that whenever his mask broke or was off that a black screen covered his face. He learned that they could only see his face if he gave express permission so-he was slammed into a wall and he brought his machete down. Azure growled and he stalked forward, he sent more tendrils at him but he just cut them down until he was up to Azure. He grabbed him and plunged his machete into his stomach. He twisted and pushed, listening to the scream before he pulled it out. He would come back…maybe he’d think twice before doing something like that once more.

Chapter 12: Jason/Taph ❤️‍🩹♥️

Jason is bleeding out, the…the other killers. They were angry at him, angry he was sparing survivors and it went too far. He knows they didn’t mean to, he knows they didn’t mean to hurt him but…they did. They stabbed him, hurt him…and now he was bleeding. Now he was leaving despite their voices, despite them trying to get him to come back. He pulled a screen up and he forced a round. He was the favored for a fucking reason, he was allowed to spare the survivors because he almost always did good in his rounds. He was the best killer the Specter had and she granted him everything he needed or wanted so long as he did her bidding. She was not happy with the other killers, she easily let him force a round. She didn’t want him to kill, he was grateful, so fucking grateful.

He stumbled and hit the ground, he sniffled and curled up slightly. He heard footsteps as he bled out, he didn’t want to do something about it, he hated…he flinched against the hand on his shoulder but didn’t attack. He felt taps and he was being forced up, it was difficult because he was large, he was muscular, heavy and he didn’t want to get up. He had to lean most if not all his weight on Taph, he was pulled and brought forward until he was finally sat down on some stairs. His jacket was tugged on and he allowed it to be pulled off, he allowed his shirt to be brought upwards and felt the wound being cleaned.

He sighed as he was bandaged up and then pressed his mask against Taph’s head feathers. Taph bristled but let him do so as he shook, gently Taph pulled him close as he silently cried. Why did they hate him? He was…he was so fucking lonely and they had the audacity to get angry with him? He listened, he did what he was told, that’s why he was allowed to do what he saw fit. It wasn’t fair. Gently he felt feathers press to his back, press to his arms…surround him. He curled into his embrace as he was held. He heard a ding, 30 seconds left…not enough time. Not enough time…god it’s never enough.

Taph pulled away and grabbed his mask forcing him to look up, he never got to see Taph’s face much like how Taph never really got to see his. Gently his mask was pushed up through, slowly Taph’s feathers parted and lips pressed to his. They pulled away just as quickly as his mask was lowered and those head feathers folded back over his face. Gently he traced something on his skin and then suddenly he was in the cabin standing. He was missing his jacket and shirt as he stood there, he turned his gaze. They were watching him, c00lkidd looked confused but to be fair he hadn’t been present when the fight happened. John Doe took a step forward and he grabbed the hilt of his machete. He took no steps closer.

He pushed past them and slammed his shoulder into 1x1x1x1’s shoulder. He listened to her stumble and hit the ground as he walked away. He moved out of this cabin and to his own, he closed the door and locked it behind him before just letting himself hit the ground. Never enough time…never enough. He curled in on himself and sobbed silently, he wanted Mother…he wanted Taph…he hated them. Hated everything about the killers. He laid there, nobody came to his cabin.

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Jason slammed his machete into Noli. He listened to the scream of pain, watched as the other ‘survivors’ and survivors ran except for 1337. He ran forward and slammed a fist into his face, he stumbled back unable to move as Noli was rushed away. Specter was laughing, was pushing him to move forward…and he did. That was his job, today was a kill round. Kill everyone, no matter what. Specter was feeling merciful and so he didn’t have to kill the kids or Taph, he just needed to tag them. Everyone else though? They were free game, they were his to kill. He ran after Chance, cornered the man and then beheaded him.

He slammed his machete into the back of John Doe listening to the hiss of pain and staring into his eyes. He didn’t feel pity as he jammed his chainsaw into the man, he didn’t feel mercy as he watched him limp off. Specter liked this game, liked when she converted the killers to survivors and had her favorite hunt them. She hovered over his shoulder whispering praises to him with every hit and every kill he got. He activated raging pace and surged forward into Azure, he died. He turned just in time to not be stunned by Two Time before bringing his machete down and killing them. They’d be back and it would be just as fun to kill them again. He turned as c00lkidd laughed.

“Na na na boo boo!”

Jason started after him, he ducked a different way and ended up in front of c00lkidd. He squealed as he was picked up. He held him tightly and the kid giggled.

“Dang it! You got me!”

He set him down and ruffled his hair, c00lkidd snickered and waved goodbye.

“I’m out!”

He dissipated probably back to the cabin. He turned and watched the two other kids run off. He’d catch them soon enough, in the meantime, he spotted a little Shedletsky in the distance. His machete swung, his body ached, blood was everywhere…but he had won. Nobody was live, well, he hadn’t entirely won yet but the last person was always easy to get. He walked towards the outline and turned the corner. There Taph was surrounded by strings and traps.

Jason!

Taph.

He knelt down but didn’t touch, not yet.

You’re the last person.

I know, are you…going to kill me?

No, our benevolent Specter grants me the ability to end the round when I touch you.

Benevolent? You’re weird~

That is not very nice little birdy.

Taph’s feathers puffed up and Jason smiled underneath his mask.

Well, would you like a hug to end the round?

Please.

The two moved and gently wrapped their arms around one another. There was never enough time but…at least he got the time he did.

Chapter 13: Jason/Jeff the Killer 💝♥️

Jason slammed his machete into the unsuspecting survivor’s head, the last one. A moment later and he was transported back to the camp. Apparently the creature that teleported him to and from the games liked him and let him stay in his world after games. He rolled his shoulders and jerked his head from side to side when he heard it, screams. He tilted his gaze and started forward. He didn’t like sounding like a record scratcher but he hated teenagers, always playing pranks on one another and thinking they could just…come here. It was fucking bullshit. He hated how…how…his eyes stared at the blood. At the dead bodies with carved smiles. Grotesque sure but fascinating. He stood there, his head gently tilted before he turned. Someone bumped into him. Adult man, 5’8”, lean but not muscular, probably just out of college.

The man stared at him now and he grabbed his face, he brought his machete up and slammed it into his shoulder. A scream sounded out from him, he thrashed and tried getting away but he just pulled the machete out and hacked again…and again…and again…the guy was dead by the time he slammed his machete into him a 5th time. Good. He let the body fall to the ground and his gaze turned upwards, there, standing just outside of the protection of the trees was a man. The guy looked like he was just out of his teen years as well, maybe 19 or 20? He could go as far as to say 21 but he wasn’t entirely certain. The guy had his face carved with a smile, burned eye sockets, pale white skin. Overall he didn’t look good for wear, he also had a knife.

He most likely killed the other teens and adults, good on him. Slowly the guy took a step forward, staring down at the corpse and then back up at him. He didn’t move, he hadn’t seen many like this. He had once seen a guy with no face and a very nice suit but that was brief, had seen some girl with a clock in her eye but again, very brief. He was never sure if he was hallucinating when it came to that. He watched the guy take another step forward, not with hesitance but it was still slow. You could try to call it hesitance but his body was too relaxed, too confident. He stared at him and then turned, he could hear the odd, rather malnourished mortal behind him seem to step closer as he walked away.

Jason felt Mama hold him, felt her gently lead him and he followed. He turned a corner and just inside the cabin nearby were two people. One was near the window…he hated windows, glassy surfaces that reminded him of the lake. He didn’t mind being submerged, not anymore, but he didn’t like looking into the lake, looking into glass or mirrors. They reflected things he didn’t enjoy. He was silent as he walked to the window and then slammed into, the glass shattered as he grabbed the woman and snapped her neck. The glass crunched underneath him as he walked inside listening to the other woman scream. He walked after her, he didn’t need to run, he knew these-

“Go to sleep~!”

A knife out of nowhere embedded itself into the woman. He watched the guy stalk forward and stare at him as he stared back, a moment and then he knelt down and started carving that signature smile. He watched him do it, watched as he stood back up. The two stared and he twitched. The two just stared and then he started walking, the man followed behind him like a lost puppy. 

“I’ve seen you before. You patrol these parts, correct? This is your territory?”

He kept walking, brushed the glass from his arm as he made his way to his cabin.

“Slenderman tells us to keep away from this area as much as we can.”

He tilted his head at the name but made no showing that he was really listening.

“We’ve been taking out the humans who come here. You’ve been being summoned more often, Slenderman told us we should, that it’s respectful. Almost like he respects you despite not having met you. Are-”

The man stopped talking when Jason grabbed him by his face, his hand twitched and that knife seemed to want to embed into him. It did not. The two stared, one with a face that was beautiful and exposed to all, one with a face that was ugly and hidden to all. He held the man’s face for a moment longer, his thumb moved and tapped that carved smile before he let go and started walking. He turned and made it to his cabin, opened the door and stared at him before silently groaning. Silently sighing as he made a motion.

“Are you offering to let me in? I’d be delighted.”

He walks inside and he lets him, god what a horrible idea.

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Jason stared at Jeff the Killer or just Jeff. He was around often, a bit too much for his comfort but he couldn’t say anything, it wasn’t like it mattered. Jeff just helped him kill the trespassers, it freed up a lot of time for him to tend to the campgrounds actually. He beheaded the last survivor and was teleported away. The guy was…slightly cold, sadistic even. Odd but not terribly. His shoulders slumped, that round was a lot. The survivors were getting better.

He twitched at the sound of footsteps and then something was on his back, he tilted his head to stare at Jeff. He had that same smile that he always had, those same piercing eyes and bleached skin. He was…an enigma to be certain though he didn’t know many killers. 

“You’re back, you were gone for a bit longer than usual.”

He felt arms wrap around his neck and sheathed his machete. His body was tired, he might go into the lake and clean up the bottom as a way to relax.

“I killed the trespassers. Gave them that smile they so deserve. Why do you hide your own face?”

He doesn’t respond as he maneuvers his arms to hick Jeff on his back more. He starts walking, feeling the blade of a knife push against his much thicker jacket. What an oddly sadistic man.

“I bet you look beautiful, you look wonderful.”

“…”

“You can’t talk, right?”

He didn’t respond, he wasn’t sure where people got that information where he can’t talk but it isn’t exactly true. Talking is straining and he had a lisp that never went away, talking was and is just so strenuous. It wasn’t worth all the effort. Also, it was even more straining because he died. He shouldn’t even be walking or be able to eat but he can and he does. His vocal chords are rotted but able to be used just like how all his other organs can be used. It’s just stupidly difficult. It’s why he makes smaller noises but not louder ones.

“You most likely have a nice voice as well, say, we’re friends, right?”

He set Jeff down and opened the cabin door, the man walked in while still watching him. He stared before he shrugged off his jacket and hung it at the door. He sat down on the bench where his other boots were. 

“Are we friends?”

He tilted his masked face and stared at the face far too close to his own…he nodded briefly before turning his attention back to his boots, he tried not to dirty further inside the cabin. Mama wouldn’t enjoy the mess…Jeff was still staring. He took his boots off after a minute and set them aside before standing. He wasn’t able to stop him from grabbing his arm though he didn’t care.

“We should go on a date.”

Jason kept walking as Jeff held his arm and walked beside him. It was obvious-his body stopped and he snapped his head to the shorter. He blinked several times and then pointed at him and then himself.

“Yeah, you and I are going on a date.”

He pointed to Jeff, made a heart and then to himself before writing a question mark in the air. 

“Hmm? Oh, of course I do.”

…Jeff loved him. Didn’t he just say they were friends? That’s really fast he wasn’t-

“Tomorrow we’ll have our first kiss, well, mask kiss but that’s only until you want to take your mask off then we can have our first real kiss.”

Woah woah woah he was going way too fast for him. Jason was not smart whatsoever, Mama would hit him over the head if she heard him say that but it was true. He was a huge guy who worked with muscle instead of intelligence but even now he was pretty sure this was too fast. He was being pulled and could only dumbly follow, he was incredibly, horrendously, absolutely-

“I even made food, don’t expect it to be the best.”

Jeff sat at the small table, there on the table was oddly cut fruit (where did he get that?) and sandwiches (Jason didn’t own bread). He stared and sat down across from Jeff. This…what? Was this a date? Did-everything was too fast for his dumb brain to keep up. What do you mean this was…Jeff was staring a bit too intensely as per the usual. He sighed and went to sign but stopped, Jeff hadn’t understood the first time around. He-

“I’ve been learning sign language to understand you better, will that be good for our relationship?”

Damn…Jeff was actually serious? Why was he serious? Why-you know what? He would indulge the younger. There was a glaring age difference with himself being much much older but…he was fairly certain Jeff was smarter by a mile.

Why are you trying to date me?

Jeff stared for several moments.

“Because I like you.”

I believe you like the concept of me. We are both killers, you will obviously get along with me.

“…I don’t get along with other killers very well, you’re the first I’ve ever truly enjoyed. I like you.”

He shook his head and grabbed an apple slice, he lifted his mask the slightest amount and bit down on it. Jeff just stared, just ate while keeping both eyes on him. He felt uncomfortable but Jeff just kind of made him feel like that. 

“You’re so…twitchy, untrusting.”

Of course he wasn’t, he didn’t meet people he could trust often if ever. He ate a bite of his sandwich.

“We’re dating now.”

He just stared, did he get no choice? Was this like, just a decision Jeff got to make? He continued eating. Whatever, it didn’t matter.

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Jason scrunched his shoulders up as Jeff pressed his teeth to his mask, he had no lips so that was his way of kissing. He didn’t mind. It had been 3 weeks of dating, he hadn’t gotten a choice but he didn’t really care. It wasn’t like it had changed much. Jeff was still polite and cold; he just stayed near him more now. Was more affectionate and so with annoyance (possibly love) Jason started being the slightest bit more affectionate. He cleaned the man’s knife, washed his hoodie and clothes whenever Jeff got them too dirty, gave him a hug from time to time. Nothing much.

He leaned forward and pressed his masked face to Jeff’s, he seemed to like that. He moved and then nuzzled his face into his neck. The two stayed the way they were for a bit, it was weird to him but he enjoyed the attention sometimes. He twitched as he heard something and sighed, Jeff tilted his head as he pulled away and got up. He grabbed his boots and pulled them on. He lifted his axe up and felt Jeff practically climb onto him, he barely noticed as he opened the door and walked out. Minutes ticked by as blood splattered, as he beheaded someone and Jeff killed someone else, carving that smile into their face, a ritual he wouldn’t partake in.

He merely watched and then helped him up, let him drive that knife into his jacket. Thankfully it did not stab him though he was sure Jeff missed on purpose. He sighed, this man was…a lot to deal with, why did he bother to-teeth clinked against his mask and he immediately lost track of his thoughts and seemed to relax. He nuzzled his mask into Jeff’s face and then turned to the mess, he’d have to clean it…he ignored that as he just stood there. 

Chapter 14: Jason & Noli 💝⭐

Summary:

This can be taken as romantic but I'm putting it as platonic.

“A-A-a-RE Y0u S3rIouS!? Br0 I-i-II’m L@ggING!”

Jason watched as Noli completely missed an attack, he silently rolled his eyes and then grabbed a survivor. He sliced his machete through them and then his chainsaw before kicking them, dead. Good. He felt arms wrap around him.

“L-L-l00k @t th@t~! W-w-W3 \/\/0n! @ren’t y0u [HAPPY COUPLE HAPPY LIFE]!?”

He stared as they were teleported out of the round into their unfortunately (lies) shared cabin. Noli giggled and glitched as he got off Jason.

“W3’re T–HEH Th3 b-b-b-b3sT T3@m!  N-n3v3r b3tteR!”

He shook his head, the guy was…interesting to say the least. He turned and he watched as the glitchy man giggled to himself and rubbed his hands like flies do.

“H0w @b0ut W-wWe [100% OFF YOU’RE FIRST ORDER] @ G-gA/\/\3?”

He set his weapons down and wandered over before sitting himself onto the ground. He watched Noli sit down in front of him.

“C@rdS @r3 s000000ooooo B-b-b-bbori/\/g N0t W0rtH 0uR [LIMITED TIME DEAL] 0/\/ tHi5 \/\/0rlD.”

Jason watched him turn his head and then grabbed him, he turned the man and pulled him to his chest. His glitching twitched and spasmed before seeming to gently ‘silence’. 

“W|-|aT iSSSSssss Y0u’r3 g0@l 3xacT|_y? I M3@/\/ Y0U-!”

Noli squawked and glitched violently when he jammed his fingers into the guy’s sides. He was always talking, always fake laughing. 

“Y)hU0H0H@ SHit-! STA|-|@hAp It @/\/D-[BUY ONE GET ONE FREE]!”

Now listen, Jason wasn’t tired of his voice but he did want some more genuine laughter. It wasn’t easy getting that laughter either. He couldn’t speak or make jokes and his attempts at getting him to laugh usually didn’t work, however, tickling did work and he knew Noli at least enjoyed it somewhat.

“\/\/@hI_T-! P|L3HEH@|-|3HaaaaaaSE-! T|-|i5 I3HeH#H#H#s S00Ah@HA N0Ho|-|t P-P-po00ggers-!”

He listened to his laughter. It was nice, despite the glitchy tone and the way he wouldn’t stop saying things he didn’t understand. This was a better alternative than what he would have chosen anyways, he would have had to play like…goldfish or something despite him saying he doesn’t like card games. He nuzzled his mask against the side of his mask and relaxed. His hands skittered along the man’s sides and ribs. Man, how did he even get any kills being so sensitive? He felt that sudden surge, ah, maybe he-he was suddenly hitting the ground and throwing his head back.

Noli wasted no time poking and scribbling underneath his jacket which was now tangling him up. He heard that glitchy but genuine laughter as he squirmed and shook his head from side to side in an attempt to try and move. Noli was a bit too stubborn though.

“H@! L-L-l00k @t y0u~! C-c-C@n’t t@k3 w|-|aT y0u Di5h 0uT~?”

He squirmed and giggled almost imperceptibly. He tried to sign something but he couldn’t put enough focus on doing so. He felt Noli press his partially masked face against his own and coo.

“N0w-n0w ThI5 iS [GREAT DEALS!] f0r m-m-3-m3~”

He grabbed onto Noli’s sides once he sufficiently untangled himself and the two laughed. They giggled and wrestled with one another in an attempt to overpower the other. It wasn’t as efficient as either of them thought considering they were still tickling one another. A few minutes passed when Noli finally stopped, Jason went limp and stopped as well. The two giggled and laughed like idiots as they lay with one another. Noli sat up and hit his chest.

“Y0u s-s-suCk.”

Jason would have believed that if Noli didn’t immediately bury himself into his arms and declare that he was ‘too tired’ and that he ‘needed cuddles’. He just held Noli close and cuddled up to him as a smile still stayed on his face. The two cuddled against one another and-

“I’m [GUARANTEED PRICES] t-t-0 \/\/i/\/ N-nn-nnn-n3xt ti/\/\3.”

He flicked Noli’s head.

Chapter 15: Jason & Pr3typriincess 💝⭐

“They were just so annoying! Like, you don’t have to stop talking about this so-called Spawn. Ugh, and their outfit! It was so tacky!”

Jason nodded as he pretended to drink the cup of tea currently in his hands.

“And like, bro! Just shut the…heck up. I don’t understand why they’re so annoying-oh my goodness did you see Shedletsky today? His outfit was so gross!”

He nodded and grabbed a cut up sandwich, he put it under his mask and nibbled on it.

“I just don’t get it, why dress so grossly? You know he has better outfits!”

She huffed and poured herself some more tea. She made a motion and he put his cup closer, she poured him some and then put sugar in his cup. She stirs it and then clinks his cup.

“At least you understand, speaking of, how’s Aunty Pam?”

He set his items down.

The Specter has been allowing her to be a killer in rounds so she’s having fun. She just can’t join tea time today, she has a meeting with Specter.

Pr3typriincess nods as though she expected that and sips on her tea. She grabs a cookie and dips it in her tea. She takes a bite and hums.

“That’s good…she’s dating her.”

Jason blinked.

What?

“Aunty Pam and Aunty Spec spend so much time with one another! I think they’re dating.”

Maybe, I noticed Guest 666 and Noob actually, I think they’re dating.

“They’re a cute couple, I like those two. Better than Mister Doe and Miss 1x.”

Much better.

The two eat some more and drink their tea, silence sounds out for a minute or two. It’s comfortable and then he puts his hands up again.

Noli and 7 have a relationship right?”

“They used to, I think Noli wants to get back together with 007n7. They’re such a sad couple, they make me feel…umm, what’s the word?”

Depressed?

“Yeah! That one! They make me depressed.”

They’re very depressing.

The two nod and hum.

“Oh oh! I heard that umm, Azure and Two Time were in a relationship. Another sad couple, I doubt they’ll get back together.

Probably not, very toxic.

“Mhmm, how sad.”

She shakes her head.

“I don’t see the point in dating.”

You’re too young.

“Well yeah but also I like the drama. I don’t want the drama.”

Very mature.

“Of course I’m mature! Speaking of mature, how long do you think it will take before one of the others comes here because of my glitter bombs?”

6 minutes.

“I’m thinking the same.”

The two continue talking and signing until about 6 minutes later 1x1x1x1 slams the door open. There are several other killers behind her all covered in glitter. The two turn and Pr3typriincess smiles.

“Hi! Come to join us?”

“Y0u Litt|_L3 s|-|iT!”

Pr3typriincess smiles sinisterly and pulls a string, before any of them can react more glitter slams into them. It’s wet and a moment later feathers fall. She gets up and jumps to Jason. He picks her up and jumps out the open window. He starts running as he hears yelling at the two.

“Pfft! Told you it would work! A wonderful tea party!”

He nodded in agreement. Now the two had to hope they could run for longer than the others would chase.

Chapter 16: Jason & bluudud ❤️‍🩹⭐

“And in my world we have HUGE blue fish! Like this big! Oh! And I’m really really popular. I stream and chat really enjoys the content. It’s so freaking cool. I really like my front lawn, we have huge blue flowers called Sunflowers and they grow super tall! Like way taller than a normal flower.”

He nodded as he continued cleaning his machete, he wasn’t paying much attention, most of this was…annoying. He didn’t mind the kids, he had tea time with pr3typriincess once every two weeks, played tag with c00lkidd, tried to game with bluudud. He spent time with the kids and so unlike other killers he didn’t mind them, however, they could annoy him…a lot. Like now. bluudud was talking about his…blue world? He wasn’t certain. He couldn’t make sense of it. He was pretty sure he was thinking of the other kid’s worlds as well. He really needed to get better at keeping facts straight or something.

“Sometimes I’d play in the front yard, mom would come out and play with me sometimes actually! I remember I was playing with this gross green ball and it rolled…onto…the street…”

bluudud went silent. He didn’t notice until he heard shuffling and a sniffle. He stopped cleaning his weapon and turned his gaze. bluudud sat there staring forward with a glassy expression. Jason tilted his head and-

“I miss my mom…”

Oh…oh shit. Jason set his machete to the side and gently nudged him, he didn’t respond. He scooted closer and put an arm around him, he felt his tail wrap around his arm as he all about leaned into Jason’s touch. He pulled the smaller closer and gently rubbed his shoulder. The kids…didn’t do well here. They missed their parents and it was a little tough to handle. He felt bluudud push closer to him.

“...mom used to make these really yummy cupcakes…they…I miss her…I want my mom…I want my mommy!”

bluudud’s skin darkened and Jason held him closer as he started to cry. He held him in a loose grip, unlike c00lkidd, bluudud didn’t like suffocating holds. He felt claws on his skin though the pain was muffled by his jacket. 

“Ki Ki Ki.”

bluudud pushed himself into his arms more. He silently cried, he muttered about his mom, about missing her and wanting her. He placed his masked face on his head and continued gently rubbing his shoulder and holding him. He needed-oh! He got up and picked bluudud up, he listened to the slight protest but ignored it as he grabbed his machete and started walking. He sniffled and buried his face into his neck, his hands had moved to hold onto him. He walked to his cabin and opened the door before closing it behind him. He gently set bluudud down but grabbed his hand. He threw his machete to the side and walked to his shrine. Gently he knocked.

“I-I don’t…I’m not a baby.”

He wiped at his eyes as he stayed that dark blue. 

“Of course you aren’t, you’re a big boy just like my Jason.”

bluudud flinched and looked around before his eyes landed on a ghost. He tensed and then he watched as Jason let go of his hand, he walked forward and the ghost gently cupped his mask with one hand.

“Hello honey, you look tired.”

I’m fine. Blue meet Pamela Voorhees, she’s my Mama.

“...n-nice to meet you Miss Voorhees.”

“Aww, what a sweet thing you are. You can just call me Pamela if you want, I don’t mind Aunty either.”

bluudud nodded hesitantly and then arms gently wrapped around him.

“There we are, you miss your mother don’t you?”

Jason was motioned and he came over, he sat down when prompted and bluudud sniffled but nodded. 

“It’s alright, no need to be shy about it. Jason here tends to miss me a lot as well. Sometimes he needs to sleep with his teddy bear because of it.”

“You have a teddy bear?”

He looked away in embarrassment and bluudud lightened up at that, he smiled ever so slightly.

“That’s…that’s cool. I thought you wouldn’t need something like that…you’re so…big you know?”

He nodded and looked back over. bluudud slowly sat down next to him as Mama sat across from them.

“Now then, I think I already have the gist of the problem and I have thought up a solution.”

Pamela seems to disappear before coming back with items.

“Crafting! It’s a wonderful way to get your mind off of things, don’t you think?”

“...I guess…”

bluudud grabbed some items and Jason did as well. It didn’t take long for the two to start doing random crafts, it also didn’t take long for him to lighten up just a tad bit more. It wasn’t a permanent solution but it was a decent temporary one. Pamela smiled as bluudud snatched the glue from Jason who stared with annoyance. The two started bickering and she chuckled. At least they got along.

Chapter 17: Jason/007n7 ❤️‍🩹♥️

Jason was shaking, even as 007n7 gently held his hand he was shaking, he didn’t want to be here. He didn’t want to go into the water any further. 

“It’s alright, look, you’re doing great! You’re already in to your knees.”

He didn’t look, his eyes were squeezed shut as he shook and held onto 007n7 like he was a lifeline. The father didn’t laugh or chastise him, just held his hands with the most gentle grip and pulled him whenever he nodded.

“Hey, can you try opening your eyes? You can hug me if you need to, I’ll be right here.”

He couldn’t, he was terrified. Not of the water, no, there was no need to be afraid of water, no he was afraid of drowning. The water could be scary yes but he couldn’t swim and that resulted in drowning, that resulted in his death. Not the water, the fact that he couldn’t swim. He couldn’t bring himself to go any further than halfway up his boots when it came to water, what if he somehow got swept out and drowned again? He still couldn’t swim.

“Shh, there there, you’re alright. You’re doing wonderfully.”

The words picked at his heart, they filled him with love as he shook until finally…he opened his eyes. He pushed closer to the shorter as he stared into the water.

“There we are, good job.”

Praise came so easily from his lips, god, he felt like he was doing a good job now. He let himself be pulled, 007n7 smiled up at him.

“Do you wanna know what you’re doing?”

He slowly nodded.

“Facing your fears.”

He tilted his head as he shook, as he held tightly.

“You might not be swimming right now but this is a step in the right direction. You didn’t like going into water, and now you can. Soon, you’ll be able to swim.”

He let himself be pulled, the water was to his stomach. A bit higher for the shorter but he was smiling all the same, giving him that loving gaze. His knuckles were rubbed as he stood there, as he shook.

“You’re doing amazingly, you’re doing so wonderfully. Look at you, you’re so brave.”

The words filled and warmed him, they made him feel so fuzzy…god he loved it. He watched 007n7 bounce and swim, gently pull him and this time, he held tightly to his hands. He couldn’t risk him drowning, couldn’t risk him getting hurt, not after he was helping him. The water was to his chest now, it gently lapped at him and the other bobbed at the surface with ease. He smiled and then swam closer, he wrapped his arms around Jason’s neck to stay above the surface.

“Look at you, look at how far you are. You did so wonderfully, why don’t we stay here for a bit longer?”

He slowly nodded and then panicked as he swam, as he moved past where he could comfortably grab him. He squeezed his hands open and closed and shook there, he couldn’t-his breathing-he forced himself to take a gulp of air and hold it before gently letting it out. He was fine, he wouldn’t drown, he’d be fine. He shook in the water, watched as 007n7 swam and watched as he swam back after a minute. Watched him gently wrap around him once more, felt him press a gentle kiss against his mask.

He gently held onto him and then started to the shore, he held the man in his arms as though he weighed like nothing. He blushed at that, Jason liked him blushing. He was dripping when he left the waters, as he walked onto the grass and gently set him down. He picked up a towel and handed it over watching him dry himself with a smile. Watching him lean and feeling another kiss pressed to his mask. The two walked inside.

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“Jason? Jason where are…you…”

Jason was in the water, he was floating on his back. He was shaking like a leaf but he was floating. Slowly…007n7 walked into the water. Jason twitched and got up, he turned his gaze and watched him swim over. He held the man once he was over, he was shaking like crazy.

“Hey…oh I’m so proud of you.”

Slowly, Jason relaxed. He was still shaking but the tension in his shoulders seemed to dissipate. He could see how his chest hitched, how he desperately was trying not to cry.

“Look at you, you got out here all by yourself. Were you waiting for me?”

He slowly nodded.

“...you did so good…god you were amazing.”

007n7 praised him like it was the easiest thing to do which was true, he was used to praising what c00lkidd did. Praises just came so easily from him, for those he loved and god he was so proud of Jason. The tall terrifying killer who was shaking and sobbing, who was crying but clearly so happy that he was able to go this far out, able to float by himself and being told he did well. Afraid that he wasn’t doing well, that he wasn’t doing so amazingly. Gently, he pressed his lips to his mask. He couldn’t entirely see past the eye holes but he could see the way his eyes closed, the way his face relaxed underneath as he cried. It was a long road ahead, but by god was he doing so wonderfully.

Chapter 18: Jason/Wolf (Predator) 💝♥️

Summary:

This is the most crackfic I've ever made. Ignore it.

Wolf watched the ooman male, at least, he was certain that’s what it was. The problem was that it smelled dead but it moved, it moved a lot as well. It had noticed him actually, had gone out of its way to try to find him but couldn’t. It knew he was there though and that, that was impressive. He watched as it grabbed the female’s head and stabbed her, watched as it kicked the male and killed him as well. It did not prolong deaths, not often at the very least.

He didn’t mean to stay long, after he had killed the aliens he went to leave but something called for him and it had been intriguing. Sure it killed those who didn’t deserve it but it clearly did it for a reason, it was protecting its territory. He could at least respect that it also didn’t prolong anything, it might ‘toy’ with its victims but it hardly ever cared. It actually seemed mostly tired, as though this was just another chore on its list.

He watched the ooman male (it was large as well) pick up the two bodies with ease and bring them to the cabin. Watched as it sit them down in the usual spot and waked off only to stop, it stared at the corpse at its door. He had taken a liking to this male, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to romance it but he wanted to at least see if he could eventually befriend the terrifyingly effective yet incredibly shy killer.

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Jason stared at the deer, the…thing watching him must have left it. He took a few steps towards the deer and gently he lifted it up. He put it to hang above the other corpses before turning and walking off. The thing was watching, it seemed to do that often and he knew it wasn’t human. He hadn’t found it, it was more stealthy than him though truth be told he didn’t care to be all that stealthy. Most idiots who enter the camp are just oblivious. He puts a fire on after a moment and feels it warming him, he relaxes ever so slightly.

He went back to where the other body was only to stop. A…black thing was near it. Tall, a bit taller than him and not human. It turned towards him and he pulled his machete out as it screamed and ran at him, he sidestepped and watched it stumble. It was…odd looking to be certain, clearly didn’t know how to use its body…he wanted it dead, the thing didn’t belong here. 

And sure, the thing watching him also didn’t but he had come to accept that thing, not this thing. He slammed his machete into it listening to the thing scream and then promptly slamming into a very nearby tree as it whips its tail around. It’s bleeding yellow…his machete is melting and incredibly bent. Corrosive blood and a really good exoskeleton? It shouldn’t have. He watches it rush at him and moves. He brings his foot up and kicks it before slamming his fist in its face. It stumbles and he reaches out, he grabs it and continues punching it. He briefly remembers he has a chainsaw strapped to his back but then pushes it off, it broke his machete, it would break his chainsaw.

When its tail stabs him he ignores it, the pain is there but it’s nothing compared to how it realizes that he won’t stop punching. It’s nothing compared to how he’s somehow getting through its face and keeping it in place. He punches again, slams his fist into its face. He doesn’t stop, he’s pushed away but he just grabs its tail and brings it back to him. His fists are slightly sore but he drags it underneath him feeling it fighting but he’s stronger. 

He grabs his nearby slightly melted and bent machete. He slams it into its face over and over and over again. Listens to it cry out in pain, listening to its call seem to stutter as the machete starts going through. As it thrashes but he holds tighter. His fist slams down one more time and it silences…it’s not dead. It can’t be that easy. He stares down as it stops moving, he pulls its tail out of him and stays on top of it before slowly standing.

It doesn’t move as he stands over it. He grabs it by its tail and lifts it up, he winces. The stab wound really didn’t help him with anything. He stops at his cabin and sets the creature down, he sits down on the porch stairs next to it. His machete is ruined…how annoying. He liked it as well. He turns his gaze to the thing and gently kicks it…no movement. It-the sound of rustling. He turns and grips his practically useless machete as he stands once more. The movement does not happen again. Why-something launches at his back, he stumbles and feels teeth bite onto his shoulder. He backs up and slams it into the deck, he forces the hurt creature off. He figured it wasn’t dead. It stares at him in what looks like surprise, he just stares back. His vision blurs as hands go over his eyes.

He surges forward, it tries to get away. He grabs its tail and pulls it back to him, he pulls it with him as it claws for purchase. He walks forward and grabs it by the back of its neck, he slams its face into the dirt. Slams it into the ground as it tries to stab him but fails to, he grips it tightly as he continues slamming it. He drags it with him towards the campfire, its struggling increases. He forces it to the flames and slams its face into them, pushes it into the flames as it screams and cries. His jacket catches on fire, he continues to press it into the flames. His body is slowly lighting on fire, he is still holding it in the flames, he is-a hand grabs him and pushes him away. He didn’t expect it and so he stumbles and watches as the creature slices the other creature’s head clean off.

Jason catches his balance, the flames still lick at his clothes but he just stares as the thing turns its gaze. He pulls the chainsaw off his back and revs it on as he stares, as it stares. He steps forward and it moves out of the way of his chainsaw, he follows it as it takes steps back. It puts its hands up, he pauses briefly. That’s all it needs, he’s suddenly on the ground his chainsaw knocked away. He struggles, the thing struggles just a tad to keep him down. He is moved and…patted down? It puts the flames that licked his outfit out and then backs off before seemingly disappearing. He struggles to get up, to even understand what just happened…he sits there for a minute or two and then he forces himself up. He stumbles and then grabs the black creature.

He pulls it off the flames and stares. He turns and ignores the way his body seems to scream, he just grabs the bodies of the humans and brings them to the flames. He shakes as he starts cutting them up, as he watches the alien leak corrosive blood. Minutes turn into hours of cutting and hacking, of cleaning. He doesn’t cook humans, he really doesn’t enjoy the thought of eating other people, he cuts it up for the fish and wildlife. He also cleans and cooks the deer, he likes deer. He puts the parts into a bucket, several buckets…he doesn’t touch the black alien thing. He stares at his torn shirt and beyond that, the stab wound. It’s relatively big, he should have patched it up. 

He forces himself up on shaky legs and walks to the lake, he practically throws all of the remains into the water before walking off. With a few other buckets he wanders to the forest edge and puts them in the trough he made. He stacks each one and then walks off, he comes back a little cleaner and with a few containers. He pulls the part of the deer he was cooking off and sets it on a log he had polished and cleaned. He had skinned the leg already, had done what he needed to except for cutting it into bitesize pieces. He pulls his smaller knife out and cuts at the deer. He keeps his head low as he pushes his mask up slightly and eats it. It tastes good, he hadn’t gotten to eat in a bit.

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Jason stared at the skull…this had to be a threat, right? He stared at it for what seemed like too long before leaning down and picking it up…maybe it wasn’t a threat. It had been cleaned and there were flowers on it, particularly, flowers he picked for mother. He held it in his hands and stared at it, it was a bear skull. He held it and stared before nodding, maybe it was a sign of a truce or something. He walked to the left where there was a nearby temple he made to keep the rain off. The shrine was covered with flowers, was wreathed. There were some pictures and in the middle, a skull. He kneeled down and stared at mother’s skull, mother’s shrine. Gently, he lifted the skull and showed it to her. A hum sounded in his ears and then a nod, she accepted, she thought it was acceptable. He stood and walked inside his cabin and set it on the table before walking out. He walked to the camp and started his little patrol, he already knew that there weren’t any campers but-footsteps. 

He swerved and…the creature, the alien that had helped him kill the other alien. The one that watched him often. It walked forward, he stayed put. The creature was taller than him. Where he was 6’1” it had to be at least 7’8”. He stared up at it, watched as it took slow steps towards him as though he would be scared away…which was honestly fair. It reached out and stopped, its hand was large, it wasn’t moving anymore. He stared and slowly, he reached out. His hand touched its own and it gently wrapped its hand around his, he blinked and then moved its hand. It looked scaly, it looked different. He stared at its masked face once more and felt a sort of kinship. It chittered at him and he made no noise back, he pulled away, looked it up and down before gently patting its arm and then walking.

Wolf watched the masked male walk, he followed. He accepted his gift, he may not know what it means but he clearly deemed it to mean something like a truce…he enjoyed that. He followed the man who would look behind him to make sure he was there, cute. The male eventually stopped and pointed at the alien, he just stared. The male made some motions with his hands he didn’t understand, he knew the male didn’t talk. He definitely could, he had heard him make a plethora of noises ranging from a snort of amusement to a low growl of annoyance. He shook his head and pointed at him. The male seemed to be confused but brushed it off. He took a step.

“It is yours–okay?”

The male froze completely and then snapped its gaze to him, he chittered in amusement as he made those odd hand symbols rapidly.

“Can’t–understand–symbols.”

He could smell and see how he deflated at that, he’d have to learn what those symbols were. The male relied on them quite the amount and it seemed nobody really understood them.

“I–helped–it is–your–kill.”

He stared and then nodded. He quickly walked off and grabbed a stick, he motioned and started writing. He tapped the written letters and then pointed to himself. Jason…that must be his name.

“Wolf.”

He pointed to himself. Jason stared and he heard the almost imperceptible sound of him pronouncing that, it was quiet, so quiet. He chittered, what an adorable ooman. He liked this one. After that, the ooman Jason seemed to not really care about doing his usual patrols. He spent most of the day watching him, observing him. He eventually took his glove off and pointed, he gave him his arm and felt Jason’s hand. Felt how it was relatively soft despite working so hard, to be fair he did wear gloves at all times. Gently he ran his fingers along his scaly skin, he listened to the soft sounds he made, the ones he clearly thought couldn’t be heard.

Wolf tapped his mask and Jason froze. He tensed before shaking his head. He chittered and slowly pulled his own mask off, Jason stared. He tilted his head and his eyes were obviously calculating, watching. He still shook his head and let go of his arm, he pulled his glove on and stared into the fire he started not too long ago. He would get the ooman to take his mask off, at least he didn’t seem put off with his own face.

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Jason was tense, it was several others like Wolf. Wolf seemed to be talking to them near the campfire. He knew they knew he was there but he stayed hidden in the shadows as best as possible, he didn’t like how they were here. He had come to like Wolf in his territory as he so put it but he didn’t like others in his territory so suddenly. Eyes turned his way and Wolf gestured for him, he did not move. He backed up into the forest more, he could see the amusement in Wolf’s posture as he made another motion for him to come over. He did not, he didn’t know these people. He didn’t want them here and glaring daggers into their heads only did so much. He-he heard the familiar sound of jingling. 

He turned and Mama…she was worried. That’s not good, she should never be worried. He walked out of the brush and held his machete as he walked past the group and to the nearby cabin, she motioned to underneath it and he crouched. What-something bursted and launched at his face, he stumbled back, not another one of these things. He gripped it and heard moving, heard commotion as it was grabbed by something else. Wolf pulled it off and held it in a tight grip before Jason took it. He slammed it into the ground and stomped onto its tail. He brought his leg up and slammed it into its back. He continuously stomped on it until it stopped moving, he maneuvered his new machete and stabbed it. He pulled the machete out and flicked it to get rid of that corrosive blood.

Mama hummed and muttered…no more that she could find. There had to be some sort of parasite because he had found at least four of those damned things in the last week. He was sick of it, they kept latching onto his mask. One had broken his mask! He had to cover himself as best as possible while Wolf took care of it and had to be led back to his cabin. It was annoying. He maneuvered his mask to be more comfortable before slamming his foot into the dead creature again. Wolf let out that chuckle and pulled him towards the fire, he turned and glared at the other Yautja. He had learned a bit about him and tried to remember but the most he remembered was that their alien species was called Yautja.

“This is ooman Jason.”

“Tch, he looks weak.”

“He took on a Xenomorph all by himself just last month.”

Those black aliens…he hadn’t liked fighting the damn thing. Wolf had gone off and somehow it had ended up in camp, when it got too close to mother’s shrine he had beat it until its head was caved and had to be pulled away and reassured it had not gotten into Mama’s shrine, he patrolled tirelessly for several days afterwards. He stood there staring as they stared at him, was that so odd that he killed one though? He was technically the groundskeeper, of course he’d kill what didn’t belong…he was so tempted to follow that rule as well right now, he hated them. Not that he hated them because of who they were but solely because they were on his grounds, he didn’t want them here. He hated when-when…Wolf was purring.

He had taken his mask off and gently nuzzled his face into his neck, he froze, his mind practically crashing before he relaxed. He melted into the gentle embrace, he liked when Wolf purred, it was like a cat. He liked cats. Slowly, he was pulled closer and listened to him continue to talk as he purred. Was he trying to get him to relax and not be angry? That’s rude, he…he let out a soft sigh as he was held closer. He signed something lazily which got a chuckle from Wolf. Minutes ticked by when he stopped purring and just held him, he enjoyed that as well. His gaze turned and stared at the other alien creatures…he felt a brief spike of annoyance before it simmered. 

If Wolf…liked them, and he seemed to like them, he would tolerate them. Nothing more or less. Another minute passed before he was alerted of an intruder, he sagged but forced himself up. Wolf did not make that easy, he pushed at him and heard that deep reverberating chuckle. He was finally let go and pulled his machete out, he stalked off. He could hear footsteps and then feel eyes on him, several pairs…how annoying. He stalked forward, there, further ahead, was a group of campers. Five males, four females. Nine people in total. He watched them from the shadows, watched as they talked…watched as one of them moved away from the group. He followed that one. A male, of course. He walked up behind him and grabbed him by his face. He grabbed his head and jerked, the man crumpled. He silently stalked towards the others, they didn’t notice he was gone. 

At least half an hour passed until they realized, until they did a buddy system to go look. He assessed them and went after a male and female who, sure enough, just wandered until they found a more private area. He watched as the male started flirting with her. He was mostly making these quick because he wanted to go back to relaxing so he threw his machete, it slammed into the man’s head, the woman stared in utter horror and screamed. He grabbed her and covered her mouth. He held her as she thrashed and then she went limp as he snapped her neck as well. He pulled the machete out of the man’s head and went into the foliage. His next targets were the ones a little closer to these two, who started over when they heard the scream.

Two men. They didn’t last long. He walked back to the main area and opened the cabin door, he walked inside listening to his next victims. A male and a female. He walked inside, the female screamed, the male also screamed. He slashed his machete and it caught the female, he grabbed her and pulled the machete out before stabbing her, the male ran…what a coward. He killed her and walked out, he did not run, he almost never needed to. He watched the man look back as he just stood there. He followed behind, he followed as the guy stumbled and tripped through the foliage. It was his fault when he stepped into a bear trap. He beheaded the guy. He turned and looked around, listening until he heard crying. He walked over, they were out in the open, one of the women had a weapon. 

He took a step and then…the woman's belly was big. She was pregnant. He usually didn’t care, he had killed a pregnant woman before after…that one was deserved, she deserved to die but this…he slowly, and very visibly, put his machete in its sheath. The two seemed confused, seemed scared. He stepped back and out of the way before pointing down the path. The one with the weapon looked completely hesitant with the idea, the pregnant woman nodded and started forward. She walked, he did nothing. She motioned for her friend, she ran after her, keeping her weapon pointed. He watched as they went down the path, as they cried and ran from him. He did not follow…not yet. When they turned back he was hidden away following.

He watched as they ran, as they made it to the car and drove off. They wouldn’t say anything, he would just hunt and kill them if they did. He walked back to the grounds and entered the…where were the two bodies? He twitched and then he was suddenly grabbed, his machete swung and his wrist was caught. He stared at him and relaxed, he was let go of until he started walking towards the bodies in the forest. He was pulled back and he had to be physically picked up. Jason was a lot of things, stubborn was absolutely one of them.

“Relax. Bodies are back at camp.”

Jason hit him, it hurt, he didn’t show it. He didn’t seem to be able to really gauge his strength well, something they would have to keep training. He set him down and he looked, the aliens stared as he relaxed, the bodies were in fact there. He walked to them and pulled one of the bodies before undressing it, he set the clothes aside as he started cutting the body, he worked quietly as they started speaking again. He eventually stood and walked off before coming back with a bunch of buckets. He set them aside and started filling them up, one by one he cut and hacked at the body parts. He flayed the meat off the bones and set the bones in their own bucket. Eventually the aliens had left including Wolf, he didn’t know where and he didn’t really care.

He continued cleaning, continued separating. He brought two of the buckets to the trough and poured the remains out, he fished out a whistle from his pocket and put it underneath his mask before blowing. He waited, the sound of running and then several dogs came out. He watched them perk up and go to the food, ravenously eating what he had just cleaned off some of the corpses. He went back to the corpses and continued cleaning. He hated cleaning, it took so long. He heard the aliens come back after an hour or so had passed, he’d finished with most of the bodies and wasn’t doing anything. The smell of cooked meat filled the air.

He turned and perked up before immediately glaring daggers at the others. He turned away and got up, he pointed to the food he cooked and then to him and the others before attempting to walk off. He didn’t actually go that far, just to where the tracker dogs were currently lying. He was grabbed and gently tugged on, he stood there like a statue.

“Don’t be mad.”

I don’t like them.

“You were the same with me.”

Then I don’t like you.

“You lie, I know you do.”

He twitched at the tone but stayed put.

“I have to go on a hunt soon, I’ll have to leave for a while.”

Good.

“Why are you upset?”

Not.

“Yes you are…do you really not like others in your territory?”

…Mama’s shrine was almost ruined last month because of the black alien.

Wolf nodded, Jason didn’t sign anything else. Wolf gently chittered and he sighed.

I do not feel comfortable with these creatures, they might ruin Mama’s shrine…they might hurt Mama.

“They won’t.”

He let out an almost imperceptible scoff and Wolf hummed at that, gently, he pulled him back to the fire and eventually got him to sit as he stared daggers at the others. He pulled his mask off and ate some of the bear, the others started eating as well as Jason stared. Wolf purred and pressed against Jason, he clearly was forcing himself to stay tense as he slowly relaxed. A moment and then he was all but leaning against him once more.

“Are you not going to eat?”

“He does not take his mask off.”

“Ah, he does not prefer strangers seeing his face.”

“No, even I have not seen his face.”

“Are you…are you not his mate?”

“Not yet.”

Jason, at the mention of his mask, reached up and tightened the item. Minutes passed as they spoke and ate, as they seemed to enjoy the spices he put on the cooked meat. The tension in his shoulders eventually lifted as he watched the flames and felt so warm, felt him still rumbling. Slowly, he fell. His eyes closed and he was gently pulled, he laid down on Wolf’s lap and relaxed further. 

“There we are, good boy~”

His body felt fuzzy and he seemed to go limp. He was so tired…how long had he been up this time? Wolf hummed and very gently ran a hand along his back, Jason melted into the touch.

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He gripped his machete tightly and the two dogs tensed, Wolf was back after an entire month of being gone. He had something colorful in his hands as he walked forward. As always, he stepped back and Wolf paused. For such a strong ooman he was so skittish, so untrusting. Slowly he knelt down and held the skull forward. Jason was hesitant to walk forward…but he did. He stared at the flowers wreathing the skull, stared at how they were so intricately woven…hesitanlty he sheathed his weapon.

…what is this for?

“You are a kind ooman, a thoughtful one even if you do not think so. You are beautiful even without me having seen your face, I wish to be your mate…to be wed to you. It is sudden, but I fear I will never find an ooman such as yourself ever again. You are perfect to me, for me.”

Jason felt himself grow embarrassed, it was for him…and it was beautiful. He slowly took the skull, Wolf said nothing. While yes, taking the skull meant he accepted it was not so simple, Jason, was not so simple. Slowly, he walked to the temple, to the shrine. Eyes followed him and he knelt, he set the skull down and stared at Mama. She did not speak, she did not say anything…and then the wind became stronger, the windchimes tinkled and made their beautiful sounds. Wolf, at that point, had thought it was just him asking himself, that whenever he spoke of this so-called ‘Mama’ that it was just a way of coping…now he knew that was untrue.

From the skull came a figure, blue in coloring and partially see through. Her hair was short and she had wrinkles on her face, she was his mother, his ‘Mama’. She floated forward and gently tilted his head. Gently cupped his mask.

“He loves you Jason, do you love him?”

A nod, some signs that he couldn’t quite see.

“Oh my sweet Jason…you deserve whatever makes you happy. Oh my son, my beautiful little boy, you deserve the world. If he can give that to you, then I give you my blessing.”

More signing.

“Life is not always so black and white, when I first saw him I thought him a demon. If I was any less of a woman I would have panicked, but I’m not. No, I saw him. He did not hurt you, he helped you. He was the first friend you’ve ever had, the first to love.”

She looked up and stared at him, gently she took the skull and set it near hers. Jason rose and walked towards him, Mama walked close behind. She moved up to him and stared at him, she was as intimidating as a Yautja female despite being much shorter. Suddenly he was being grabbed by his necklace and yanked down. Wolf stared, this was not normal…Jason was not normal.

“Do you love him?”

“With my entirety.”

“I like you, you’re kind, sweet to my little boy…but I promise you this, if you hurt him. If you break his heart…I’ll make his killings look like mercy. I will hunt you down to the end of the galaxy and beyond, I will make sure you die…and then I’ll kill your people just like those counselors. I will find each one of your kin and kill them.”

She was…scary, and he didn’t think that lightly. She let go of his necklace and then turned to Jason who just seemed embarrassed not at all worried about those threats.

“I’m so proud of you Jason.”

She walked back to her shrine, she smiled at Wolf, it wasn’t genuine at all.

“Remember what I said, I will kill you.”

Her form dissipated and he stared at Jason.

Mama means well…she’s…protective. Sorry.

“Why be sorry? She loves you even beyond death…I am merely shocked that she is real.”

He heard the almost silent laugh that escaped Jason and then he pushed his mask up. Wolf stared, he could smell the disgusting smell of fear, of nervousness, it was only disgusting because it came from Jason, because he expected him to take back his love because of his face. Wolf pulled his own mask off and gently leaned forward, his mandibles touched his face and gently traced over it.

“This does not deter me, you are strong for all the hardships you must have faced. You are…beautiful.”

Wolf meant it, he was unlike any human he’d seen. Why was he so afraid of how he looked? He looked beautiful. Jason stared as though that was the most shocking thing he could say. Gently he nuzzled his face into Jason’s face. A kiss. He smiled…it was beautiful.

Notes:

Two chapters in one day!? Gasp! No, I just had to post this because I just finished it and if I don't I'm never going to post this and this deserves to grace everybody's eyes. I don't really know how to write for Wolf or Yautja as that's not something I've ever really done but I couldn't pass up this opportunity :P

Also, why tf did I make this one so long??? It's 5k words, not that many I know but it's a crackship, it shouldn't even exist.

Chapter 19: Jason/Guest 1337 💝♥️

Guest 1337 was sleep-deprived and he had a migraine. His eyes were squinting as he stood there looking over his journal. He could feel how his body swayed and how he wanted to so desperately lay down but he knew he wouldn’t fall asleep. It was so difficult to fall asleep when he felt like this. It was…rather annoying to be honest. He rubbed his forehead wondering if he should just bite the bullet and take a few sleeping pills when nothing sounded out. Usually you’d think that he would be alerted if something sounded out but nope, the other person who lived here seemed to mute everything around him. It was a talent as it was terrifying. He turned, nobody was there. He sighed and then yelped as arms wrapped around him.

“Jesus-Jason!”

Jason seemed relatively amused as he nuzzled his masked face into the crook of his neck. He sighed and relaxed into his hold only to wince as a pulse of pain surged through his head. Jason immediately pulled away, Guest blinked and gently patted his arm.

“I’m alright…killer migraine though…a little tired as well…I’ll be in bed soon, okay?”

He just stared so he had taken that as an ‘okay’ until he was gently being tugged on. 1337 sighed.

“Jason I’m not done.”

“Ki.”

Jason kept tugging and slowly, he let him. He didn’t fight as he was brought to the bedroom or helped out of his shirt and pants, he just rested his head on his shoulder. He was nudged and laid down on the bed, he felt weight being taken off and watched as Jason seemingly disappeared by taking a step back. He couldn’t hear anything and it was too dark to really make things out. He relaxed significantly and then he heard the sound of water. He listened until it shut off, listened for and other indicators but couldn’t. He then flinched when Jason appeared out of literally thin air, he didn’t understand how such a big guy could hide so easily.

He smiled and then huffed as a wet cold towel was placed on his forehead. The pain faded ever so slightly and he watched as Jason puffed his chest out…the guy probably had no clue what he was doing he was just lucky. He watched him fiddle with the blankets before covering him and patting his chest.

“Thank you.”

He leaned down and pressed his mask face to his own before standing, he twitched and stood there just…watching. Of course, he wanted to make sure he fell asleep…though him standing there didn’t particularly make him want to do so.

“...if I had someone laying down with me…I might sleep easier.”

A minute passed, a whole entire minute before Jason perked up. He walked off, silence. God, he loved that idiot. He was so…dumb but in a lovable way. It took him way too long to figure certain things out, it was adorable. He stared at the dark ceiling listening to the sounds of silence when the bed shifted in weight. He blinked and felt coldish-arms wrap around him. God…how did he get back in here without making any noise? His eyes were open, he should have seen him.

He was dressed in a long sleeve with long pants. He hummed as the bigger man nuzzled his masked face into his neck, a little uncomfortable but it was…nice. Jason was putting most if not all his weight on him and that was also nice, like a living weighted blanket. Guest lets out a sigh and closes his eyes, he isn’t all that tired to be honest. His eyes open once more and he stared at the ceiling feeling how Jason slowly stills. They both need to really get their sleep schedules worked out, they both were shit when it comes to sleeping. He sighs, his head hurts less. A yawn escapes him as he lays there with him. Slowly his eyes drift shut despite his slight protests that he isn’t tired.

Guest 1337 opens his eyes, light is drifting through the window (thank the Specter she decided to finally make a day and night cycle). Next to him, practically on him is Jason who is still asleep and holding him like a teddy bear. He pulls the towel off, it feels wet still, he must have gotten up and changed it at some point. His head doesn’t hurt anymore which is good. He yawns and then turns his gaze only to sigh. Shedletsky snickers and rushes off with Chance, he’s going to fight those two…after he lays here for a few more minutes.

Chapter 20: The Kitten Factor 💝♥️⭐

Summary:

There can be read as either platonic or romantic :D

Jason walks through the map with that fuzziness in his head and keeps a steady pace. He doesn’t actually know where any survivors could be, he also doesn’t entirely remember how his abilities work. He walks into a bit more of an open area and his vision is overtaken by a field of flowers. This was not a map he knew but distantly he could see some survivors working on a generator. He wondered if he could work on those. He walks forward and behind one of the many trees, he stares from behind it, watches as they work and talk. When should he attack? He wasn’t certain.

Eyes turn his way and swiftly he goes back behind the tree, he fiddles with his machete and then peaks back out. They aren’t watching, good. He creeps out and-he misses. He does so again, he misses and eyes turn his way as he swings once more. Another miss. He stares, they stare. A moment and then he turns away, he walks to the tree and puts his face into it. He hears cooing and a chuckle. Noob smiles softly at him.

“Hey hey it’s-come on.”

He just stays facing the tree, he couldn’t hit any of them. He was bad at this.

“No no it’s-it’s alright!”

A hand presses against his shoulder and gently he is moved to look at them.

“You can try again, you got this!”

He stares at his weapon and swings, a hit! Noob winces but smiles.

“See! There you go!”

He notices how they wince and sheaths his machete. He stands there awkwardly before putting his hands up.

Let’s be nice to each other!

Noob stares and then squeals, he is slightly taken aback but lets them hug him. They’re muttering something about him being ‘so baby’ and so ‘baby girl coded’. He isn’t sure what that means but he shrugs it off.

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Jason watches as Slenderman kills one of the survivors, he nods and then swings his machete far too early to have ever hit the survivor. He watches as Slenderman takes that kill as well. His shoulders sag, it shouldn’t hurt but it still does. He doesn’t like feeling fuzzy, it makes him mess up and-a hand gently places itself on his shoulder. He blinks from behind his mask and turns his gaze upwards to the man without a face. He’s clearly staring and gently moves him. He starts walking and he follows behind like a duckling. He grips his machete and stares at the ground. It isn’t fair that he feels fuzzy during a round with him, he was really looking forward to this round. It was difficult to get Slenderman to join rounds, hard to convince him and the Specter.

He sniffles silently and grips his machete tighter. It’s annoying, it hurts his feelings. He hates it. He wanted to show how good he was at killing. He was one of the Specter’s best killers! He-a tendril stops him from walking and he looks up, the man makes a motion towards a survivor he has restrained. Jason stares for a moment and then seems to puff his chest up and walk forward. He is gently brought a bit closer before he can swing and when nodded to, he does so. He swings his machete and beheads the survivor who looked resigned to their fate. He looks up and Slenderman gently pats his head. Validation!

Jason perks up and starts wandering to find another survivor, he does not notice when the taller gently moves him in another direction towards where the survivors actually are. He also doesn’t notice how he doesn’t seem to really be trying to kill anymore, just helping him kill. Slenderman smiles inwardly as he perks up, god, he’s rather cute when he’s acting like this.

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Guest 1337 was used to Jason attacking, he wasn’t as used to when he doesn’t. The man was currently circling a light pole and then trying to hide behind it. It must be one of those ‘kitten Jason’ rounds. He sighs and then snickers before looking away.

“God, I wonder where Jason went. I wish I knew where, but oh well.”

He shrugs, watching as Jason seems to perk up at thinking he was hidden. When he comes out 1337 lets out a gasp and points.

“Jason! You scared me!”

His shoulders shake and he watches him walk over before walking past him, he immediately looks around before turning and seeming surprised 1337 was there. He walks forward and nuzzles his face into his neck. Guest chuckles.

“Hey there you big oaf. How are you feeling?”

Jason tilts his head and then makes a hand motion he can only make out as scrambled. Yep, he was definitely feeling fuzzy wasn’t he? Guest gently pats his mask and moves away from him.

“Do you want to try and get me?”

He nods enthusiastically, it isn’t that difficult keeping him distracted when he’s like this and honestly he always found it fun to do stuff like this with him.

“Alright, come and get me!”

Guest swiftly runs off, he briefly looks behind him to see Jason running after him and then walking, he makes sure to do similarly to make sure he always stays in the radius where he can see him.

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1x1x1x1 and John Doe watch on the old TV as Jason bumps into a light pole and then goes back to trying to hunt the survivors only to get turned around. 

“G0d…h3’s s0 fuCKi/\/G cuT3…”

“Very…cute…”

Noli leans over the couch and snickers.

“@nD h3’s a m3ss, l00k @t hi/\/\!”

The three chuckle and 1x hums.

“H3’s @n idi0t.”

“A l0v@bl3 0n3. H3 d3ser\/3s [50% OFF DEALS!!!].”

Doe hums and nods as Jason finally gets a hit, he seems to be very giddy about that.

“Cute…idiot…”

The other two nod in agreement.

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Michael Myers, should not be here with this Jason but the Entity was apparently the older sister of this so called Specter and the Entity had requested that she borrow one of the Specter’s killers to participate in her rounds to which the Specter happily did. Currently he was standing next to Jason, a different version of him of course. This one was smaller, more holdable. This one also apparently had this thing where he would go as he put it, ‘fuzzy’. He became easily lost and missed attacks that should be easy for him to hit. He stands just behind him as he walks.

Jason turned and Michael reached out, he placed his hand on his back and maneuvered him another way. He looked up and was clearly smiling underneath his mask as he started that way, he watched as he finally found a survivor and slashed his machete. He missed. He could see how his shoulders drooped and let out an imperceptible sigh. Before the survivor could get away he put his leg out and tripped them. Jason quickly came over and slashed them, their sad demeanor shifted to a more happy one the moment he got a hit. Michael leaned down and picked up the survivor and nodded to him before going to a hook and placing them on it.

He turned and followed Jason who was actually going the right way this time. He stayed a bit more hidden, letting the smaller scare the survivors his way to which he would then either trip them and let Jason get a hit or stab them himself. Jason seemed to be happy whenever he did either. He listened to the sound of a generator being finished as he placed this one on the hook once more. They didn’t last long, he turned…where did Jason go? He sighed and started walking. It wasn’t long until he found him standing over a beheaded survivor. He got the last one.

Michael stared down at him and then gently patted his head, he blinked and flapped his hands. What was that called? Stimming? He wasn’t sure, he also didn’t entirely care. The only thing that mattered was they won…and that this small Jason was happy. He found it cute, you can’t blame him.

Chapter 21: Shopping Spree 💝⭐

Summary:

Fun fact, in the summary for Scenecore Jason, it refers to Jason with female pronouns :D

“Come on! You’ll like it, promise! You know Chance will pay as well, you have nothing to worry about.”

Jason stared at Noob as they gently tugged on his hand, he stood there for a moment and then let them pull him inside. People immediately started staring, this is why he didn’t leave the camp, he hated leaving Camp Crystal Lake. He did from time to time, after they all got out of the Specter’s world he stopped killing and even remade the camp but he didn’t leave unless he was forced. He didn’t like it, he-

“Over here!”

Noob let go of his hand and ran to the other survivors who hugged them, he stood there nervously before walking forward. Two Time smiled that terrifying smile as per usual.

“We are grateful you have come! It has been so long since we have last seen one another.”

Two Time held their arms out and Jason hesitated before wrapping his arms around them. They smiled wider and then placed a hand on his lower back, they brought them to the others.

“There he is! The big bad killer~!”

He blushed underneath his mask as Chance gently punched his arm.

“You ready to get dressed up?”

“Thank god I’m here, I doubt you would choose anything good.”

“I’m hurt Elliot!”

Elliot shrugs and motions for them to follow.

“C’mon, I saw a cool place just over there.”

Noob snickers and walks in front next to Elliot. Chance and Two Time take his arms and mostly drag him, that’s good because he would have left as fast as he could if the two didn’t. He walks in between them and into the store, it looks much different than anything he has ever seen. He sees the eyes on him, they don’t seem as judgmental in here.

“Okay okay! I was thinking scenecore, what do you think?”

“Scenecore?”

“What’s that?”

“It’s…umm, well it’s like emo with neon coloring. Remember my part outfit? That’s pretty much scenecore.”

“We believe that Jason will look wondrous in such an outfit.”

“I guess we could try it out.”

“I’ll pay!”

“We know Chance!”

Jason is pushed behind the curtain and handed over several things. He twitches and stares at the items, he turns to the mirror and winces before turning away. He opens the curtain. Currently he is wearing a black shirt, he has a bright neon pink and blue wig with his long sleeve being stripped with black, pink and blue. He is wearing healed boots with green laces per his request.

“Hmm…I don’t know about this one.”

“That wig is not it.”

“Aww, I think it looks kind of good!”

“The spawn speaks and says a black wig would be better, and a different mask.”

“What do you think Jason?”

I like the laces and I like having hair.

“Okay! Here here why don’t we…I got it!”

“Put this mask on as well.”

He took the items and closed the curtain, he changed into it and then opened it. He was now wearing a black wig that covered the green side of his mask and the pink side of his mask was uncovered. He wore a black long sleeve still though this time it had pink and green paint splatter. He wore longer long flowy pants and shoes to the bottom of his knees, he still had green laces. He liked the green laces.

“This one is cuter.”

Chance nods and points to the laces.

“Why green?”

“Environmental meaning, Jason is passionate about protecting the environment.”

I like that.

Elliot pushed a different shirt in his arms and a pair of arm warmers.

“These will look nicer.”

“This as well, the spawn wills it.”

He takes the items and goes back in. He takes the pants off and puts the shorts on before putting the arm warmers on and the ‘Hello Kitty’ longsleeve. He leaves and listens to their silence before Chance giggles.

“This is wonderful!”

“I’ll admit it looks nice.”

“You are by far a perfect beauty.”

“How does it feel?”

I…I feel pretty…is that normal?

They all nod and he grabs the other items.

“Don’t worry I already paid!”

“Come on! Let’s go buy more stuff!”

“May we perhaps go to the shop across the mall? There were jewels the spawn wished to see.”

“Oh oh! I could buy some stuff for Sixer!”

“I’ll pay!”

“Chance!”

He followed them putting his stuff in a bag when Noob begged him to keep the scenecore clothing on. He followed them and felt…different as he did so. He laughed silently with the others and held all the items they bought though to be fair he was the strongest of all of them. They go through each store with Chance spending the money despite Elliot insisting he paid for some stuff. Two Time puts a necklace and does in fact pay for it themself, Noob buys an item or two for Guest 666. Noob also forces him to choose items that Chance happily pays for, Elliot manages to pay for two items for him much to Chance’s dismay.

Jason walks…no…no he didn’t-...he freezes in place watching as the others move forward without him but he feels so…distant…he? No…he…they? Jason…no no no that’s not-they-he…a hand places itself on its hand and it looks down. 

“Jason? Are…are you alright?”

I’m fine, sorry. Just thinking.

“Well come on silly!”

They nod and let Noob pull them along…they didn’t seem right either. The two make their way to the food court and they sit down, setting the stuff to the side as Noob runs off and says they’ll bring something back for them. Elliot walks back over with some food and sits down.

“...you alright? You look like you’re thinking about something.”

“And you never do that~”

“Chance be nice.”

“I am being nice!”

They chuckled.

I feel…like a girl.

The two went silent and then Chance’s smile widened.

“That’s awesome! Hey do you want to be called something else? Oh oh! I’ll call you Scene, is that good?”

Her eyes widened and she smiled underneath her mask. She liked that, she liked that a lot.

Chapter 22: Jason/The Mafia 💝♥️

Jason had gotten with Mafioso, the man loved him and it took a bit but he developed feelings back. Some time after he had gotten with him, once Mafioso deemed him ready, he was introduced to his men Soldier, Caproegime, Consigilere and Contractee. All of them were so kind and so very different but so similar. He got along with all of them well enough and thought he was being introduced because, you know, Mafioso cared about them and wanted him to know them, he was right on both fronts but there was another reason. Jason knew that Mafioso was in a relationship with all his men, he didn’t really care so long as he wasn’t intruding and he was assured he wasn’t. He hadn’t understood what he meant by saying that he shared the people he loved with the people he loved until now.

He was sitting on the couch with Mafioso just across from him and the others also nearby. Mafioso had a frown that he didn’t like. His hands tapped his knees as he stared at the man who was watching him, who seemed so confused and so sad at the same time, had he done something? He felt a surge of anger towards himself, of course he messed something up. Of course the moment someone loves him he messes it up.

“You’ve been avoiding the others, why?”

That made him twitch, the others? As in his men? Of course he avoided them, they weren’t exactly friends, close sure but not friends…he didn’t think. He…hmm, he brought his hands up.

I’m confused.

“You’re confused? With what?”

Why wouldn’t I be avoiding them?

Silence, he took that as a sign (ha) to keep signing.

Me and your other lovers aren’t friends, allies maybe but not friends. You love them so I stay a little back, you said that they didn’t mind me dating you and I don’t mind them dating you either. I just decided that we could keep space.

He stopped and clenched his hands open and closed. He tilted his head slightly.

Is that why you’re upset with me? Because I’m not hanging out with them? You just had to ask, I don’t mind becoming friends with them.

More silence. He chittered imperceptibly.

Is something wrong?

“Wha…they’re not friends? I thought…wait did you not know? I thought I told you.”

Told what?

Soldier let out a snort and started laughing.

“Holy shit! That’s why he’s been avoiding us!”

Consigliere sighs and crosses his arms while Contractee groans and Caporegime mutters something in Italian, he wasn’t sure what, he couldn’t speak the language. Mafioso frowned.

“There has been a misunderstanding.”

I can tell, what did I miss?

“You…remember when I told you that I share the people I love with others I love?”

Yes, why bring that up?

“I also asked if us dating each other would be fine or if you wanted to do solo dating…do you know what that means?”

Yeah, you were asking if I was fine with you dating the others. I wasn’t entirely sure what you meant by solo dating but I just thought you meant you’d break up with them, I didn’t want that, you’ve been with them for so long.

“Darling, I meant if you were fine with dating the others.”

Well-

His hands stop as he stares, as he blinks from behind his mask and just…stares. A minute passes and then another before he’s signing too fast for any of them to keep up. Mafioso quickly gets up.

“Woah woah, bunny rabbit calm down.”

Jason feels his face burning, he feels himself growing more and more embarrassed by the second. Of course that’s what he meant, he had said us as in both him and Mafioso. As if he was okay with dating the others or just wanted to date him. A hand took his and Mafioso laughed softly.

“Relax Jason.”

He pulled his hand away and started rapid signing again only to stop when his hands were taken once more.

“Hey hey, relax. You’re fine.”

“Holy shit what a big fucking misunderstanding!”

“That’s fucked funny.”

“How adorable.”

“Is that why we don’t get any flowers?”

He attempted to pull his hands away but Mafioso just held them, he let out a quiet click and then bows his head. When his hands are let go of he grabs Mafioso’s coat and buries his mask into his chest, how embarrassing. How stupidly embarrassing, how could he be so dumb? Why was he so stupid?

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about bunny.”

He gives no response, there is actually a lot of things to be embarrassed about. He briefly wished he could be smarter and then lets his face be moved to look at Mafioso…he turns away.

“Hey now, it was a mistake, I should have been more clear.”

“Yeah, you’re not in the wrong, like, at all.”

“We should have asked more questions!”

“Come on, don’t be so upset.”

“There there, you’re quite alright.”

He blushed under his mask at the attention and felt more embarrassment. They were always so nice to him, how hadn’t he known? It was so fucking obvious god he felt like more of an idiot. He moved and buried his mask into his chest again. He heard his gentle, rumbling laughter and then a hand on his back. He heard humming and twitched when a set of hands took one of his own. He pulled and stared at Soldier who was smiling widely at him.

“I’d love to get to know you more, now that we both know what the problem was…how about a date hmm? I’ll pay~”

“Wah-hey! I was going to ask!”

“You snooze, you lose Contractee!”

“Fuck you!”

“Hey-!”

He watched Soldier and Contractee start fighting, his other hand was taken as the one originally being held was let go so the two could wrestle better.

“Perhaps you’d prefer less energy for your first date? I could help with that.”

“Or, you need a fantastic conversationalist, Caporegime isn’t that best at that but I am!”

“Rude.”

Jason sat there slightly stunned, okay…so now he had dates he needed to plan…he should figure out what they like and carve something for them, it would make up for how much of an idiot he is.

Notes:

Hey guys! Sorry for not posting in so long. The short story of the long story is my mom committed suicide and then my step-dad kicked me out of the house so I'm kind of couch surfing until I make enough money to rent a room and live on my own. Ao3 curse hit like a fucking truck or maybe it was just my bad luck, who knows. Don't worry I'm doing fine rn, I'll try and post a bit more often, remember to request things! I love attempting requests! :3