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[toxic-nuki]

The names Everest, but you can call me Nuki/Acid. 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯

I'm an artist and a writer; I mostly write stories and/or headcanons on characters I like or my own characters— I might add a drawing or two along with it as well.

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₊˚Table of Context˚₊

ꉂ HeadCanons ˎˊ˗

Who I think the 'Pastas would target p.1

Who I think the 'Pastas would target p.2

Leo Fincher/Cross-X

Eyeless Jack

ꉂ Writing ˎˊ˗

Meeting

An Ultimate Demise

Leo × Y/N

Hey Stranger

Reunion

ꉂ OCs ˎˊ˗

HackSaw

[toxic-nuki]

Eyeless Jack

• Jack was born in the mountains, near Cherokee, and the Appalachian mountain range— he was raised with the culture and watched as it was slowly fading, how it was looked down on by those who don't understand and watched as some romanticized it in an odd manner.

• He is bisexual; when he first noticed, he has a crush on a guy. He freaked out, thinking something was wrong with him, not from fear of not being accepted but because it wasn't so common in his tribe, but eventually he grew to accept and embrace it.

• He attended Appalachian state, majoring in medicine.

• Jenny was his freshman year tour guide— she was a junior but a year older than he— he always found excuses to hang out with her, and he was a bit obvious with his crush on Jenny.

• Jenny at the time was in a relationship and was into the occult and all things chernobog related (obvi); she convinced her group that Jack was exactly who they needed to satisfy their 'god'; allowing her to flirt with Jack freely as she would paint her relationship as toxic and how she felt trapped as a way to lure Jack into a false state of heroism and thinking he was exactly who could help her.

• Jenny has tried to convince Jack to go out at night with her countless times, and each time, he would hesitate and decline, which only postponed the sacrifice. Jack, of course, never wanted to defy the advice both his mother and grandmother had given him throughout his life. However, Jenny slowly began to chip away at these beliefs and convinced him they were just scary stories he was told as a child— eventually, he accepted a late night walk invitation.

• When the ritual suddenly came to an abrupt stop by Chernabog [and/or Zalgo], Jack attacked everyone, not bothering to see who was who, he had Jenny watch the entire massacre, watched as her group, her friends, her boyfriend burned in the sacrificial fire. Jack cut Jenny opened and took her heart and burned her body with the others.

• Jack keeps Jenny's heart in a jar, and he considers it his most prized possession. There are times where he will stare at it and shudder as he recalls the look in her eyes before he had gone blind.

• Zalgo took Jack under his wing and gave him limited sight. Jack— even with his limited sight, chooses to focus on his other senses such as: taste, hearing, smell, and touch; being able to smell a person from miles away and usually is how he keeps better track of who's who.

• Jack eventually does break free from Zalgo and runs into the Slenderman/Opperator. The operator knows who Jack is will offer him a better opportunity. Jack will agree to parts of the new 'contract' but will absolutely avoid properly dealing with Slenderman in any shape or form, as long as he can be of aid to whoever works for the faceless being. He doesn't bother to speak his name as he feels it will be "accepting the contract as a whole", he has created a list of nicknames for him instead.

• His attack/fighting style is heavily inspired off of demogorgons from Stranger Things. (sue me.)

• He is very close to being a wild animal— grey skin with fur overtop, which will change depending on the seasons (i.e. spirng/summer and winter). His legs are that similar to a cat. Claws and his hands are a strange mix of humans and cats. A tail that helps him balance when walking upright and used to feel what's behind him when walking around at a later hour. Longer ears, which allow him to hear a lot better, and a mouth full of sharper teeth, which allow him to easily tear through flesh.

• When consuming someone, he can taste if they are bitter, sour, or sweet— unsure what really causes the taste, but he definitely prefers the sweet ones. The smell of blood alone can cause him to grow hungry, even if he had just eaten not long ago.

• He does his best to collect food during the warmer seasons as hikers and campers are commonly traversing the Appalachian trails, storing them like farm animals to be eaten during the winter.

• If Jack were to ever for some reason, gain a partner, and choose to have a child, it will be born human. For the child's safety and well-being, he will beg for his partner to leave with their child and raise him as such, he would watch from far and want to so badly interact with his child but he would know it's for the better if he didn't.

• Human food makes him sick, and the smell alone can make him nauseous. He misses being able to eat food— ironically, he is a great cook and endures the smell if he chooses to cook for anyone.

• He likes his spaces to be clean and tidy. He gets annoyed if he ends his days with a mess. Usually cleaning as much as he can, usually until morning, or it can take him days— depending on the spills.

• He doesn't sleep so often. Usually taking short hour or two hour naps on random days.

• Jack will never call anyone by their name for any normal reason. He doesn't want to grow attached to someone and believes that using their name will get him emotionally attached, preferring to stay guarded. The only time he will ever use a name is if he believes the conversation is serious or if the moment is dangerous and needs to be direct about the situation and issue at hand.

• Jack enjoys torturing his prey if he manages to keep them alive long enough for him to. Operating on them; rearranging their organs, and watching how the body handles it; keeping them alive as he tears limbs off and consumes them whenever he feels like it. He enjoys watching as they squirm, watching as their life fades.

Because I know there's some freaks out there...

• Jack likes bondage, restrains, like his prey, he likes his partner to be pinned down, tied up, etc. He likes to have control.

• Jack will be gentle and hesitant at first, but once he feels his partner grow comfortable, he will be rougher, messier, and erratic.

• He bites, and I mean bites. He will draw blood, and he will bite all over. Neck, arms, legs, thighs, anything he can possibly reach, he will bite and lick the wound afterward to taste your blood.

• He will claw at his partner, whether underneath him or riding him, hips, back, shoulders; will be covered in scratches and claw marks.

• As I have mentioned, he is like an animal— he will fucking knott in his partner. (Yes I'm serious.)

• He has heat "times"— again, like an animal, he is more sex driven when it comes to colder seasons, he will be like a dog in heat— as if he has eaten aphrodisiacs nonstop.

• He will care for his partner and be overbearing during aftercare, he's aware of the damage he has made to his partner's body and will patch them back up, using cotton balls and alcohol for the surface wounds and try to properly wrap wounds if they are deeper.

• Due to how he is sexually, he is aware his partner wouldn't be able to go days with the same activity. He will have other means to relieve himself (i.e., sex dolls, pillows, etc.). He is a decently resourceful man, and will always clean up after himself no matter what he uses.

[toxic-nuki]

Leo Fincher/Cross-X headcanons

Having been isolated at home, his parents would occasionally talk to each other in Russian so he wouldn’t understand, however after a few years he began to pick up a few words, though he can speak it to some extent, he cannot write nor read it.

He has a slight Russian accent, not notibale unless he shouts or yells.

He is 100% a cat person, he would name his cats (if he ever gets one) something nature like if they remind him of it, or depending on their personality as he isn't super creative with names.

He doesn't eat much due to his schizophrenia and due to simply not having a stable source of food, but if he manages to get past his schizophrenia and find some decent food, he'd definitely get a full fucking plate and not finish eating until he feels like he can't move.

Leo is creative when it comes to his kills, usually never repeating the same method twice if possible. He's definitely trying out different tools with each person.

He can get jealous, and not in the sense of romance, rather he gets jealous if someone takes his idea/plan and executes it—- he worries a little that maybe, just maybe they can read his mind.

Taunts officers or anyone of the law as a whole. He likes a good chase and either he is the one being chased or is the chaser, he especially enjoys the chase as it gives him a sense of being alive— he loves that rush.

He is a decent driver. After stealing so many cars he definitely knows his way around it and how to blend in. He might go for a crazy car chase or he might just cruise around at 3am driving around some wooded area enjoying the silence or maybe whatever CDs the person might have in the car he had stolen.

Leo can be stubborn when it comes into going to public places, either he's too cautious or simply wants to avoid people in general that day.

~☆

This is more of a ocxoc headcanon now:

Since Leo hangs around Autumn, she'd occasionally speak to herself in French or shout/yell in French. Leo has picked some French words up and occasionally uses it to refer to her or call her specifically.

Leo has a personal vendetta against Abbadon— not only because he's a cat person, but because he swears Abbadon is his schizophrenia getting a little too out of hand until Autumn begins interacting with it. No way in hell can some dog can grow or shrink like Abbadon does.

He leaves his crowbar out for Autumn to take every now and then. Prior to, he would wake up to Autumn trying to take his crowbar off him, eventually it leads with him leaving it next to him and him faining being asleep just to watch her get all giddy as she takes it for a quick murder spree. Either he stays and actually rests after she leaves, or he follows quietly behind to watch.

Leo mocks Autumn sometimes and tries to rile her up. Leo wants constant practice when it comes to fighting and he feels Autumn is in dire need of said practice as well; since she's too optimistic he feels the need to get her in that fighting, aggressive mood.

Leo/Cross-X belongs to @foressfaction ♡

[toxic-nuki]

Reunion

Leo/Cross-X belongs to @foressfaction

Leo stood against the fence, watching as the lady walked out her house and into her yard, a small black cat following behind her. He'd been watching her and her family for 3 months— not wanting another police chase to happen like it did prior…

Leo had been searching for the infamous Hacksaw since she had disappeared, he could care less where she went but for some reason it ate him up inside to know if she was even still alive. He had originally found an albino lady who he had mistaken for Hacksaw, but ended up with a few cop cars chasing him down for a few hours before he managed to lose them; now here he stood, watching as this lady watered her garden. He knew he indeed had finally found her.

“Well… if it isn't the infamous Hacksaw” Leo spoke up, catching the lady's attention.

“I don't… know what you're talking about—” She responded rather quickly as she turned to look at the source of the voice only to frown once she saw him. “Oh, it's you.” She grumbled, something about simply seeing him again made her body urk with disgust and frustration.

“Awe~ someone doesn't seem too happy to see little ol’ me. I'm hurt. And here I looked for you to—”

“Why are you here?.” She asked, the water from the hose trickled down her arms as she crossed them over her chest.

“Just wanted to see what dear old Autumn was up to.” The lady tensed up at the name, visibly uneasy.

“Don't call me that, that's not my name any longer.” She pointed the hose at Leo who seemed to slightly duck behind the fence as a precaution. “My name is Dawn.” She corrected him.

“Dawn? The fuck type of name is that? Like the dish soap?” He snorted, Dawn simply groaned

“I suggest you leave now. My kids are home and I don't want them seeing—”

“How are Cyrus and Artemis? They doing alright?” Leo suddenly asked, Dawn’s eyes widened before she grew angry.

“How the hell do you know their fucking names?” She muttered, her tone harsh. Leo simply shrugged. “Get the fuck away from my house, you're disgusting.” Leo stood silent before he began to protest.

“I did not mean it like that! I meant I was watching for a while and overheard you and that lousy husband of yours call them by name!”

“Lousy!? Cole is a very good husband first of all-”

“But, does he treat you like I did?” Leo joked.

“Absolutely not. You're— you're psychotic. Cole is sweet, welcoming, and caring; something you lost long ago.” Dawn spoke bitterly. Leo wasn't amused. Suddenly, he hopped over the fence, staggered back before he caught himself and stood before Dawn.

“Listen here you little shit.” Leo spat, “I could care less if you yourself were in a shithole right now. I just wanted to see where you went as you never told me. I treated you just fine when we were together.” He shoved her back with every word he spoke.

“Together? You barely spoke to me, you barely acknowledged my existence. I tried so hard to even get to know you a little, you wanted normalcy and when I tried to give you normalcy you pushed it away because it felt ‘too foreign’.” Dawn made air quotes as she spoke. “You could have cared less, hell, I don't even know why I spent 3 to 4 years with you when I should've left long ago and done this so much earlier. For fucks sakes Leo, you just wanted a world that fit your standards, but that's not going to fucking happen! Now, I suggest you leave before my husband gets back, and you pretend I never existed in your life.” Dawn protested, shoving Leo til his back was against the fence. Leo scoffed, pushing Dawn away and hopping over the fence.

“This isn't fucking over, Autumn.” Leo warned before he hurried over towards the woods. Dawn stood there, her head pounding after that interaction. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She turned to face the house and saw her children peeking out of a window, she froze for a second before she motioned for them to come outside. They scurried out, the youngest jumping onto her mother, whilst the oldest looked at her.

“Who was that?”

“A very, very old acquaintance.” Dawn sighed, “Don't worry, he won't be visiting anymore.” She smiled as she reached over and ruffled Cyrus’ hair.

“Should we tell dad?” Cyrus asked, he reached up and grabbed his mom's hand.

“mm… maybe not, I don't want him trying to get hurt looking for them. And like I said, he won't bother us anymore.” She reassured, Cyrus hesitated for a second but smiled and nodded. Artemis yawned as she clung to Dawn, resting her head on her mother's shoulder. “Someone's ready for their nap.” Dawn spoke softly, she headed inside, Cyrus following behind as well as the small black cat. “I'll make you a snack after I put your sister to bed, ok?” Cyrus grinned, nodding eagerly as he plopped onto the couch and waited patiently for his mom to return.

[toxic-nuki]

Hey Stranger

Leo belongs to @foressfaction

The coffee shop buzzed with busy people, the bittersweet aroma of coffee and pastries filled the air, the plants that hung around were covered in water droplets from when they were last watered. Students entered in a rush to get a cup of coffee or a quick treat. Men and women rushed in before a late shift at work, hoping they could still make it in time.

A certain ginger sat at his usual table, his laptop propped open with his coffee resting next to it. He adjusted his glasses as he tried to focus on his studies, only, it seemed like a difficult task for him this time. He let out a heavy sigh before closing his laptop and looking out the window. He watched as birds flew by, dogs rushed by as they chased a ball or managed to break free from their leash— he couldn’t help but let out a chuckle when he saw the owner's faces when they realized.

The cafe door bells rang constantly so he didn’t pay any mind when a certain girl walked in. She went up to the line and waited as she scanned the menu. It's been a year or so since she's been there and the menu has changed a decent amount. She finally reached the register before she greeted the lady there.

“I'll take a mocha, medium please!” She smiled sweetly while the lady smiled back and punched in her order.

“That'll be 12.78, cash or card?”

“Card.” The girl answered as she held up her card. The lady nodded and booted up the small card scanner to process the transaction.

“Does the tip go to you or is it split?” She asked as she looked up from the small screen.

“It's split." The lady answered, receiving a nod from the girl. She added a custom tip of 20 and paid for her drink, she then pulled out her purse and handed the lady a $10 bill.

“This is for you, hope you have a lovely day” She smiled before stepping out of line to wait for her drink. The lady at the register seemed stunned but soon returned to her job at hand.

The ginger sipped his coffee before he took a deep breath and opened his laptop back up, he clicked a few tabs and went back to work— feeling mentally refreshed— he set his coffee to the side once again and got to work, typing away.

“Hey there stranger, long time no see!” A cheery voice broke the boy's concentration, he let out a heavy sigh as he looked up only to see the white haired girl before him.

“Oh. It's you. What are you doing here?”

“I can’t come in for a cup of coffee anymore?” She asked before taking a sip of her coffee— forgetting it was freshly brewed— she made a face as she quickly sat her cup down and stuck her tongue out, “fuck…” she cursed as she fanned her tongue. The other couldn’t help but laugh lightly.

“Still stupid as ever, I see.” He joked as he closed his laptop again.

"Shut up!" she whined, finally she reached down, took the cap off her cup and started blowing her coffee like crazy. Leo couldn't help but lightly laugh at the situation before him. "so... how have you been?"

"Been ok" He shrugged, "still in school and can't seem to do this project..."

"Probably because all you've been doing was thinking about me" Autumn teased, "wondering when your girl would return" she laughed.

"Hm, well I must admit I was debating on even texting you." Leo responded as he sipped his coffee and laid back against his chair.

"Yeah! why didn't you?" Autumn asked as she grabbed her own cup and took a careful sip, she beamed as she realized it had cooled down well. "I was expecting at least a 'hello' text to or ask how I was." She rolled her eyes as she drank her coffee.

"Yeah well—" Leo paused as he had no good excuse, "I got occupied with my studies. Psychology is a tricky subject you know." He muttered.

"That's such a lame excuse." Autumn cringed.

"I know," Leo sighed. "I was nervous, I guess. I don't know? Why would you— a super energetic girl— wanna hang out or even talk to a 'nerd' like myself?"

"You're stuck on those school clichés, oh lord. Listen—" Autumn set her cup down and rested both her hands on the table. "I don't care what these cliques are. I'm just a girl and you're just a guy." She shrugged, "I think you're interesting and that's it."

"But—"

"End of story." Autumn huffed.

"Alright.. say— do you wanna go somewhere?" Leo asked sheepishly which caused Autumn to gasp.

"Are you asking me out? jee stranger, we're not that close now!" She joked as she laughed.

"Haha, very funny." He muttered as he leaned forward and rested his head on his hand. "Just figured you'd like to look around the area..." He shrugged. Autumn smiled and nodded.

"Sure, but where to?" Autumn asked as she drank the last bit of her coffee and set it back down on the table.

"What are your thoughts on aquariums?" He asked.

"...are you sure you're not trying to just ask me out?" she joked again but nodded, "I love the idea, let's go!" She smiled. Leo rolled his eyes as he began to pack up his laptop and other belongings.

"You're gonna be the death of me, I can already tell." He muttered, to which Autumn simply smiled.

They made their way out of the buzzing coffee shop, Autumn spotted her dad and tugged on Leo's bag to get his attention.

"Lemme tell my dad so he can go ahead to where he needs to go." Leo nodded before following her over to meet with her dad.

"Papa, je vais à l'aquarium avec mon ami. Je peux te retrouver plus tard ce soir." Her dad looked over at her and smiled.

"C'est bon, reste juste en sécurité, ok?" Autumn nodded in response. He looked at Leo and spoke in broken English. "Bring back safe, I find you if not." He muttered before laughing, "Joking! have fun and be safe." He smiled, Leo grew slightly nervous but nodded.

"She'll be safe... don't worry”

[rainrot4me]

TicciJack with what I've seen of your headcanons could kinda work? Chaos x order, one very emotional and "human" with the other practical and "inhumane". Jack using his senses and knowledge to see if Toby is fine, due to him having a hard time keeping himself in check with his CIPA. And Toby with his whole Hannibal Lecter-esque mouth guard/muzzle, maybe dipping his toes in some cannibalism, maybe them making out all bloody and messy and completely lost in it. Toby being so reactive under a monster's grip...

Just throwing those thoughts out to the world.

YES YES YES YES YES I LOVEEE TICCIJACK MY FAV

๑ Warning: Biting, blood, cannibalism themes

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TicciJack, as chaos versus order, human instinct versus animalistic control, flesh versus anatomy… it works, disturbingly well.

Eyeless Jack is cold precision—he cuts emotion off like fat from meat, treats his body like a tool, and his mind like a calculator. And then there’s Toby—bleeding at the seams, laughing through gritted teeth, nerve-dead skin and a heart that screams even when his face won’t flinch. Jack would see that disconnect instantly. He’s not sentimental, but he notices. He hears Toby’s heartbeat spike in his presence, sees how the boy’s body doesn’t align with its own signals.

Jack sniffs it out. The blood. The hormones. The burn of adrenaline. He might start monitoring Toby at first, clinically—“You didn’t feel that burn, did you? You didn’t notice the fracture. How many times have you convulsed today?”—but it becomes something else. Something obsessive.

Because Toby, with all his twitching chaos, his involuntary movements, his spitting and snarling under a muzzle, makes Jack feel. And not just feel—react. Toby drags something guttural out of him. Some dark, ancient instinct that isn’t for stitching but for consuming. They’re both unstable—Toby in a way that bleeds outwards, Jack in a way that hollows inward.

Imagine: A mission gone wrong. Toby’s a mess, glass shards sticking out of his hands, giggling about it while Jack pins him down just to stop the shaking. Jack’s black blood drips on Toby’s jaw. Toby licks it. Doesn’t even realize he’s doing it. Jack stares. Breathes shallow. And then their mouths crash—bloody, sharp, completely disconnected from anything tender. Toby shoves Jack’s mask up. Jack doesn’t care. His claws graze Toby’s hips and Toby laughs through it, even as his jaw clenches and eyes roll.

Toby’s muzzle gets in the way. Jack rips it off. Doesn’t ask permission. He wants the bite. Wants the danger. Wants the boy to tear into him.

And Toby? He responds violently to affection. He feels safest under restraint. When Jack pushes him down, holds his jaw open, tastes the copper in his spit and murmurs, “You don’t even know when you’re bleeding, do you?” Toby shakes. Not from fear. From hunger.

And the best part? Jack doesn’t judge. He understands. He catalogues Toby’s filth like he’s dissecting a beloved organ—messy, vital, necessary.

It’s a dangerous balance—chaos and order, instinct and numbness. Jack’s hunger isn’t just about meat or sustenance. It’s about need—that gnawing void beneath his ribs that never quite quiets. He’s not a monster by choice, but by design, and the craving for flesh is written into his bones like scripture.

Toby, on the other hand, feels nothing. Not the sting of a cut, not the throb of bruises. Pain evades him. Always has. That lack made him reckless, made him a weapon. And it’s what makes him perfect for Jack.

There’s something almost sacred in the way Jack handles him—steady, careful, reverent. He never takes without asking, and Toby offers himself like a sacrament, a willing host. Because in Jack’s hunger, Toby finds control. In the cold pressure of Jack’s grip, the rake of his claws, the way his tongue drags over a shoulder just to taste skin—it makes Toby feel seen. Not broken. Not malfunctioning.

They don’t speak about it. Jack’s jaw clenches. Toby grins, half-mad. It’s not romantic. It’s not safe. It’s a ritual. A symbiosis.

Toby lets Jack sink his teeth to the point of breaking skin—just enough to satisfy. Enough to make Jack groan low in his throat, shuddering with restraint. Toby doesn’t flinch. Can’t. Instead, he watches Jack’s shoulders tremble, watches the monster war with the man.

It gets harder to define what they are.

Jack doesn’t call it feeding anymore. Not when it’s Toby. Not when it’s Toby who climbs into his lap without being asked, tilting his head to the side with that reckless little grin, like he’s inviting a bruise instead of a kiss. It’s not just hunger now. It’s need—something primal and ancient—but gentled by the body he cradles, scarred and twitching and utterly unafraid.

Toby doesn’t feel pain, but he feels pressure. Feels Jack’s fingers dig into his sides like he’s afraid Toby might disappear. Feels Jack’s mouth at his neck, teeth scraping but never sinking—never unless Toby nods. Never unless he offers.

And Jack asks now, even if it’s wordless. A glance. A hand resting just above a pulse. Waiting.

Toby answers with his body. Pressed close, obedient, brimming with unshed tension that has nothing to do with fear. It’s something more dangerous: trust.

When Jack bites, it’s never clean. There’s always blood, but never pain. Only the pull of skin, the wet heat of Jack’s mouth, the low growl that trembles through him like something feral barely held back. And Toby moans—not from hurt, but from the way Jack reacts. Like it kills him to take even a little. Like he’s been starving for centuries and just found the one thing he’s allowed to touch.

Afterward, it’s quiet. Always quiet.

Toby lays back, shirt half-ripped, collarbone marked with teeth. Jack’s face is smeared in blood, but his expression is almost…human. Guilt, awe, hunger all crammed into the sharp lines of his jaw. He looks like he’s praying. Or mourning.

“Did I go too far?” Jack’s voice is low. Rough.

Toby shrugs, eyes fluttering as the adrenaline fades. “You didn’t e-even feel me up, co-coward.”

Jack huffs a laugh. It’s a wet, tired sound. He leans down and licks the mess from Toby’s skin like he can erase the evidence, like he’s ashamed and aroused all at once.

“Yo-You’re sick,” Toby whispers. Not accusing. Almost reverent.

“I know.”

“Good.”

They don’t kiss. Not like normal people do. But when Jack presses his forehead to Toby’s, blood cooling on their skin, and breathes like he’s finally full, it feels more intimate than mouths could ever be.

Until Toby grips his pointed ears and forced Jack’s trio of tongues down his throat like a man possessed. Jack got his taste of Toby’s blood, now it’s Toby’s turn to have a bit.

꩜ .ᐟ

[rainrot4me]

The hc on Clockwork drawing Toby makes me wonder. What IS your opinion on Toby x Clockwork/Ticciwork?

Oh, where do I begin. To me, Ticciwork is like a gunpowder x lighter situation. They’re definitely exes who keep getting back together and splitting up again, but I feel a deep love for one-another that nobody else really gets.

Nat’s calculated, hardened, with a tight grip on her emotions—but she feels deeply. She’s the kind of person who would scoff at feelings while secretly craving stability, protection, someone who sees her scars and doesn’t flinch. She works with control—mechanical precision, trauma that forced her into maturity far too fast.

On the other hand, Toby’s chaotic, impulsive, and often out of touch with his own emotional landscape. He’s rough around the edges, but there’s this raw honesty in him that Nat would notice—and might even crave. His tics, his temper, his noise—those could unsettle her at first. But over time, I think she’d see the vulnerability beneath all of it.

Howeverrrrrrr, they’re manic. Put two crazy, traumatized people together and you’ll get an explosion before you get anything kind.

They break up at least three times a year. And every time, it ends the same way: with bruised lips, sharp words, and one of them slamming the door. But they never stay away. Toby throws things. Not at her—never at her—but around her. He can’t handle the silence. Can’t handle the thought of losing her. Natalie stands like stone, arms crossed, eyes burning. “You always ruin this. Why can’t you ever just be satisfied?” But two nights later, he’s outside her window, soaked in blood and rain, shivering like a kid. And she lets him in. Always.

They’ve seen each other at their worst. Not the messy proxy shit—the real stuff. The things no one else knows. She knows about the way he cries in his sleep but never lets the tears fall. He knows she doesn’t wind her clock when she’s overwhelmed—lets the ticking stop because she can’t bear to feel the time pass. They never talk about it. But they both remember.

Most nights, he finds her in the bathroom, floor tile cold against her legs, trembling hands trying to hold herself together. He sits beside her. Doesn’t say a word. Just slides a hoodie over her shoulders and rests his head on her knee.

Now for everyone’s favorite part, the sex.

It’s angry. Gripping. Desperate. Like they’re trying to punish each other for still loving this much. She claws at his back like she’s digging through all the silence between them. He leaves bruises on her hips like he’s trying to prove something—like maybe if he marks her up enough, she won’t leave again.

Afterwards, she curls into his chest, breath hitching.

“You’re the worst fucking thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Yeah?” he rasps, lips at her neck. “Then why do you still co-come back?”

“Because no one else sees me like you do.”

He goes quiet. Pulls her closer. “Shut up.”

They date other people. Clockwork flirts to make Toby jealous. Toby fucks someone else to prove he’s “over it.” But it always feels wrong. Off. Like they’re wearing someone else’s skin.

They can be halfway across the country from each other and know when something’s wrong. She’ll wake up with a tight feeling in her chest. He’ll get that electric buzz in his bones. And eventually one of them shows up.

No matter how bad it gets, how many times they blow up, if someone else lays a hand on the other? They’re dead.

It’s toxic. But also? No one else has ever loved them like this. No one else ever will. They’re both so fucked in the head that nothing normal or soft would satisfy them. So, sure, they’re horrible and awful to be around, but no one else sees them the way the other does. That still doesn’t mean that Natalie won’t beat the absolute shit out of him. She has shot him before, she will do it again.

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[toxic-nuki]

Leo x Y/N

Leo walked through the snow, chest puffed out as if they cold didn't bother him, Autumn struggling behind due to the strong winds.

"We need to find some shelter." Autumn grumbled, Leo glanced over at her before rolling his eyes and continued to move forward before he suddenly heard a loud shriek. He rushed over to find Y/N.

"Are you ok?" Leo quickly made it next to Y/N, holding his hand out for her to take.

"I think so..." She managed with her soft, gentle voice. Immediately, Leo was smitten. He swept her off her feet, staring into her Y/E/C orbs, that beautifully reflected the snow falling around them with the little sun they caught. Y/N clung onto Leo's jacket as he carried her ahead.

"You're s-so strong!" Y/N stammered from the cold, Leo looked down at her and smirked.

"All in a days work, babe," He winked. Y/N blushed and giggled. Autumn managed to catch up soon and raise a brow at the two ahead of her. Soon enough, Leo felt Y/N trembling in his strong arms, piping up he growled, "We need shelter."

"I already said that.." Autumn grumbled to herself.

"I-i-its so c-cold..." Y/N's small frame trembled terribly as they continued their walk. She cuddled closer to Leo, who tried to block her from the harsh winter.

As if story logic was on their side, they soon stumbled upon a decent cabin in the snowy woods. Autumn rushed ahead and tried the doorknob, of course, locked. She began messing with the lock until she managed to somehow crack it open, Leo sped up and ran inside with Y/N, Autumn tried to follow suit but as soon as Leo set Y/N down on the couch he went over to the door and pushed Autumn out, closing the door behind him and leaving her outside in the blizzard.

Autumn huffed and hugged herself as she started grumbling, she chose to simply sit on the porch.

"W-who was that?" Y/N soon asked as Leo was kneeling down by the fire place, poking at the logs as they tried to spread the fire.

"Nobody, just some person who chose to leach off me like a parasite." He shrugged. Y/N seemed to immediately hate that response, though barely knowing the guy before her, she huffed and felt the need to get this person away from her Leo.

"She seems annoying." Y/N grumbled

"She is." Leo agreed. Soon, the logs caught on fire and Leo sat next to Y/N, he wrapped an arm around her and she immediately blushed. Leo looked at her, her face illuminating softly with the fire light. Y/N glanced up to meet his gaze, her Y/E/C sparkled. Leo couldn't seem to keep his eyes off her and neither could she, as the warm light hit his hair, it made him look almost ethereal? Y/N soon looked away, her face heating up even more.

"You're so small..." He spoke softly, causing her to look up at him. "I'll protect you, I promise..." his voice soft yet firm as he reached over and grabbed her small hands in his. "Whoever dares lay a hand on you has to face me first." He growled. Her heart skipped a beat at his words. She scooted closer to him while he pulled her into a hug.

Meanwhile, Autumn continued to shiver and freeze outside the cabin door, however now accompanied by Abbadon, who curled up next to her.

Leo and Y/N drifted off to sleep, holding each other, Y/N snuggling against his chest while Leo held onto her with his strong arms as if afraid she would be ripped away from his grasp.

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The sun soon rose and shone through the window, the fire was now out as the two continued to snuggle together. Y/N awoke and could only blush when she realized who held onto her, Leo soon awoke as well and simply smirked as he looked down at her.

"Morning" He muttered.

"M-Morning..." she stammered nervously.

They got up and ready to travel out as the blizzard soon stopped. Leo opened the door and held it for Y/N. She stepped out only to spot Autumn and Abbadon cuddling in the snow. Y/N growled and kicked some snow at her, causing her to jolt awake.

"What the hell!?" She shrieked, earning a giggle from Y/N.

"Are you trying to stalk my...." Y/N trailed off realizing she never got his name.

"You're what?" Autumn raised a brow.

"Boyfriend!" she shouted, red faced.

"Boyfriend, yet you don't even know his name.... tsk, tsk." Autumn shook her head before she dusted off the snow that clung to her hood. She stood up, which caused Abbadon to stand up as well before walking off.

"You're just jealous he wants me!" Y/N shouted, Leo finally standing next to her nodding; Autumn froze and slowly turned to look at Y/N with a look of pure disgust.

"Ladies, please—" Leo started as his ego got a huge boost, in his mind the two women were about to argue over who he wants.

"Girl, I don't even want his ugly ass. You can have him." Autumn waved off as she turned and walked off. Y/N stood there a bit surprised, Leo too was stunned to speak as he felt his ego slightly falter. He huffed before pushing out his chest.

"Still! Mess with us, and I'll kill you!" Y/N called out. Autumn spun around with a smile.

"I wanna see you try." She taunted, "If you're all about being some small girl, I bet you'd just tell Leo to fight for you." She rolled her eyes and huffed. Leo growled at her comment before hugging Y/N.

"I'll gladly fight this bitch for you..." He whispered.

"You're so brave" Y/N whispered a praise which only boosted his ego once again.

Yeah idk how else to finish this shit story 💀 This dumbass idea came to me cause I stumbled upon those Levi x Y/N tiktoks again.

Leo belongs to my fiancé: @foressfaction :3

He loves me chat, trust

[toxic-nuki]

An Ultimate Demise

Leo/Cross-X belongs to @foressfaction

The wind blew softly, the snow was finally melting in Canada as spring continued to flourish. Autumn was chatting away at absolutely no one in particular whilst Leo seemed to be absent-mindedly glancing around.

“Also my dad taught me how to make the finer details using different tools so even if I didn't have my carving tools I could use a spoon… even though it would probably start bending after a few minutes it's still something for very few details” Autumn rambled as she continued her story; rustling suddenly caught their attention, making them both look over at the bushes on their left.

“Quiet.” Leo muttered, Autumn just nodded, she reached over and grabbed her chainsaw's handle in case she'd have to use it, Leo's hand too rested on his crowbar. The rustling persisted until out came this black giant dog, horns spiraled around its ears like that of a goat, multiple white eyes stared at them, sharp teeth could be noticed as it growled before it jumped out onto Autumn.

“Dammit, Abbadon!” Autumn giggled as it began licking her face like a dog. Leo froze staring at the creature before he managed to calm himself down, he could swear up and down his mind was playing tricks on him again but he had seen Autumn touch this thing every time. “Who's a good boy!” Autumn cooed, she managed to push Abbadon off just enough for her to stand back up. Leo scoffed, almost as if trying to let Autumn know that he wanted to keep going.

Abbadon followed closely behind the two, causing Leo to feel highly uneasy and was on high alert, glancing over his shoulder every now and then. Every few times he did he could swear he saw Abbadon's jaw unhinged and almost size Autumn up, as if it wanted to consume her. The one who found and practically helped it when it was close to death.

Leo would glance at Autumn who seemed blissfully unaware as she hummed to herself.

“How can you keep that thing with you?”

“Abbadon and I made a truce back when I first ran into him. He tried to kill me but I managed to fight him off enough until it practically surrendered, since then he would just follow and I'd feed him the bodies if I killed someone.”

“So… a type of exchange… life for life?” Autumn nodded, Leo hummed quietly, taking the information into mind. He looked back over his shoulder at Abbadon who was now full on staring at him. Leo stared at its soulless eyes, the feeling of unease heavily on his chest as his mind became hazy. Autumn looked over at Leo and seemed to realize something was going on.

“Hey— do you wanna stop and rest? you look like shit” She muttered more so suggesting than asking. Leo shook his head but Autumn grabbed his hand and led him over to the nearest tree, forcing him to sit on the ground. She sat across from him and continued to hold his hands. “Breathe, ok?”

Leo looked up from their hands to see Autumn, he shut his eyes, trying to shake it off.

“I'm fine..” Leo muttered.

“You look pale,” Autumn retorted.

“You.. saw what Abbadon did? right??” Leo gripped Autumn's hands as he looked over her shoulder at the cryptid. “Please tell me you did..”

“What? What did Abbadon do?” Autumn looked over her shoulder, to see Abbadon just sitting there. Leo felt his heart sink, was he really going insane again?

“It— nevermind…” Leo muttered as he looked away and pulled his hands away from Autumn's.

“Are you seeing things again? like it's acting up?” Autumn tried to sound like she cared but with Leo's reaction it seems she came off differently.

“I'm not crazy. These things…” He muttered.

“Leo… I know, I know.. listen, I'm just concerned, you were fine now— you got used to Abbadon, did he do something?” Leo looked up at Autumn with a frown, who only let out a sigh, “Let's just rest, ok? Nothing's going to happen..” Autumn commented softly, she reached out and grabbed his hand again, causing him to flinch slightly. “Relax, we're ok” Leo sighed and nodded, he couldn't help but keep glancing over Autumn's shoulder, seeing how it began to grow with each passing second.

“It grows..?” Leo piped up as he continued to watch Abbadon.

“Abbadon?” Leo nodded, “yeah, he grows with fear— or if he eats” Autumn shrugged. “Just calm down and try to breathe ok? Abbadon might get too big if you don't” Autumn joked trying to lighten the tension. Leo looked at her, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he reopened them, his eyes grew wide as he noticed Abbadon was right above them.

Abbadon's jaw unhinged and its mouth widened to its full extent until an audible crunch snapped Leo out of his worries, he jumped slightly when he felt something land on his face. He reached up and wiped it off before looking down at his hand to see it was blood. He looked back up, expecting to see Autumn with a smile or even a concerned expression but all he could see was her body missing its head. Abbadon threw the head up into the air before it caught it and began chewing on it. The crunching and crushing sounds filled the area.

Leo quickly managed to get up, and while Abbadon was occupied eating Autumn's now lifeless body, he took the chance and ran. Laughter filled his head as he ran. The image of her body etched in his brain. Finally when he managed to create some distance due to how eerily quiet it became he fell to his knees, his breathing heavy as he clutched his chest. His eyes wide as his eyes filled with tears, the laughter in his head only continued til it grew deafening. He gripped his head with his hands, the want— no need to tear away at his head to try and silence it was overwhelming.

“Leo!?” Leo’s head snapped upright as he heard a familiar voice. “Leo! Where did you go!?” The voice rang out again. “Leo! Say something if you hear me!” The voice got closer, the heavy sound of footsteps grew nearer. Leo looked around and found Abbadon running towards him, he suddenly got up ready to run before he heard the voice again. “Leo! Wait!” Leo froze and looked back over his shoulder, seeing Autumn on Abbadon’s back. Leo’s eyes widened, he turned around but stumbled back a bit, Abbadon suddenly stopped. Autumn swung herself off of him and ran over to Leo quickly grabbing his hands and pulling him closer to her. “Leo, you scared me!” She whisper-shouted as she shook him violently. Leo only stared at Autumn, his body tensed up as he tried to register what was going on. Abbadon sat down watching the two while Autumn suddenly hugged Leo, “You ass! I thought you got mad at me!- or that I said something, you ran off like I scared you or something!” Autumn shouted, though muffled due to her face being practically buried in his hood. Was she– crying? Leo pushed Autumn off of himself and stared at her face, her eyes were already puffy as she sniffled.

“Are you…”

“Crying? Yea–”

“Real?” The question caught Autumn by surprise.

“What?- Of course I am, you’re–” Autumn paused, realizing what he meant.

“Leo– what did you see?” Autumn whispered as she let her hands finally drop to her sides.

“Abbadon it– you— you’re real? You’re alive? You’re fine??” He asked as he looked her up and down. Autumn sighed and repeated her question. “Leo, what did you see?”

“Abbadon it.. It stood over you and then it bit your head off, blood splurged from your neck and then it began eating you– I just ran.. I didn’t” Leo hated recounting it but he stared at Autumn as he did so incase him looking away would cause something worse to happen. Autumn stayed silent before she reached over and grabbed his hands.

“It's ok, I’m alive.. I’m fine, see?” Without thinking she brought one of Leo’s hands over to her chest, she pressed his hand on her chest where he could feel her heartbeat. “I’m real” She whispered before she pulled him into a hug, “You scared the shit out of me with that..” she muttered out again. Leo sighed as he slowly hugged Autumn as well, a wave of relief of it all having been his mind again.

[toxic-nuki]

Meeting

Modern Bloodleaf AU

Leo/Cross-X belongs to @foressfaction

Autumn thanked the man who handed her her coffee, taking the lid off she blew on it slightly before taking a sip, “yummy~” she smiled to herself, she looked around the busy cafe to find a spot to sit and relax. Her eyes landed on an empty seat across a ginger. Quickly, she sped over, her shoes clicking against the floor until she made her way over and sat down.

Leo heard shuffling and suddenly felt he was being stared at, he picked his head up and looked away from his laptop to see some girl sitting across from him, he was confused but chose not to say anything; instead he looked back down at his laptop and continued to type away at his essay.

“Hello” A voice piped up, Leo looked up to see the girl smiling, “I’m Autumn, what's your name?” Leo stayed silent for a while, debating whether to talk to her or not.

“Leo..” he muttered, she simply smiled before raising a brow.

“I’m sorry?” She seemed confused, not having heard him the first time.

“Leo, my name…” he spoke up a little more, enough for her to hear him.

“Nice to meet ya Leo” she smiled, her accent thick compared to how he spoke. He simply nodded, Autumn stayed quiet for a second, taking a sip of her coffee. “So, what do you do? I’m helping my dad with his business. We’re from Alberta so all this traveling is a bit new to me” she began, smiling sheepishly as she mentioned never having traveled before. Leo simply closed his laptop and looked at her with a raised brow. “I’m not sure how far we’ll go but I do think we’re hitting every province til we head back home, looking to sell some carvings or find potential clients.” She set her coffee down, Leo simply looked her up and down.

“Carvings?” he finally spoke up, she definitely didn’t look the type to make some type of carving.

“Yeah, wood carvings, my dad runs a business, its pretty fun and not to brag or anything, but we have some really good carvings” Autumn grinned pridefully.

“Is that so?” Leo asked doubtfully, “You definitely just sit and watch, huh? At least talk to people? You don’t—”

“Look like I do carvings?? Why?? Am I too delicate looking” she asked before bursting into laughter, Leo looked away growing slightly flustered.

“You just seem like the talkative one.. not the one to be hands on”

“Never judge a girl by the dress she wears” Autumn smiled, “sure, I wear dresses, I like to try and look cute,” she took a sip of her coffee before tucking her red strand behind her ear, “but I do enjoy a bit of fun when it comes to wood work, of course I don’t wear dresses then, but its always going to be something I enjoy doing. I can show you a few of my pieces?” Autumn pulled her phone out of her bag and typed something before facing it to him. He seemed a bit impressed as he reached up and swiped through a few pictures.

“Impressive” Leo muttered, causing Autumn to simply grin with pride.

“I made most of these, its pretty fun!- oh! Reminds me, my dad and I will be at the local farmer’s market, if you wanna see me in action you can pass by and watch me carve a few things in front of an audience” she set her phone down and drank her coffee again.

“I’ll think about it, I’m a little booked for this evening” Leo opened his laptop back up before he began typing.

“School? Damn, I just graduated highschool and don’t intend on going into college” She sighed, “I would rather help my dad with work, ya know?” Leo nodded.

“Education isn’t for everyone, but if you got the basics down, you should be fine enough”

“What’s that supposed to mean–” Autumn asked, confused as she set her now empty coffee cup down.

“Nothing at all” Leo chuckled before he suddenly closed his laptop again. “So, you said you–” Suddenly Autumn’s phone went off, she picked it up and looked up at Leo.

“Sorry, I gotta get going.” She smiled apologetically before she got up and turned to leave before she stopped and turned to look at Leo again, quickly she grabbed a pen he had and a napkin and began writing on it before sliding it over to Leo.

“See you around, stranger” she smiled before she grabbed her empty cup and ran out of the cafe, leaving a confused and slightly disappointed Leo. He looked down at the napkin to see she had written her number. He sighed before he grabbed the napkin and shoved it into his bag, opening up his laptop and continued his essay.

[toxic-nuki]

Hacksaw

"Murder cases have increased. Don't go out too late. Keep an eye on your children. Be sure not to leave anyone alone."

"Dad! I'm heading out!"

"Alright, take care, honey!"

"I will!"

The breeze was soft as Autumn opened the door, she smiled as she stepped out, closing the door behind her as she went to the workshop and grabbed her chainsaw. She pulled out her phone and played a podcast, putting her ear buds in.

"Alright, Cross-X, what do you have for me today?"

she asked outloud as she went into the woods.

She looked around for some trees to cut down for later commisions; walking up to a few before touching the trunk and examining them.

"Mmm... you should do"

She muttered to herself. She held up her chainsaw before pulling the cord, and the loud roar echoed through the forest as she began to cut the tree down.

The tree soon fell, she pulled out her phone and looked down at it.

"The bodies have been found with a bunch of bruises, and it's evident it had been done with a blunt object."

"Like a bat?"

"Probably? but because of how it was shaped, probably something a bit more sturdy"

the voices in the podcast spoke as they explained the scene.

"Hm, a blunt object, huh? How does this even tie to him—"

she started asking herself before her question was soon answered.

"Police and bystanders mention having seen a cross with an x over it drawn in the victims blood."

"Oh. Yeah, that's him."

she laughed a bit as she began to cut the tree into smaller pieces to take back easier. Once done she realized her mistake and groaned.

"Dammit.. I forgot the stupid wagon."

She slung her chainsaw onto her back and took her coat off. Immediately, the cold got to her, and she began to shiver. Regardless, she stuffed a few small logs into her coat and began walking home.

Listening to the podcast as they continued chatting, she eventually saw someone wandering in the woods. She grew a little curious, so she began to follow them, choosing to ditch the logs she shook them out her coat and threw her coat back on, adjusting it underneath her chainsaw. She made sure to keep her eyes on the individual, watching as they only went further in, noticing they most likely might be lost. Autumn hid behind a few trees when the individual would turn and look around, scanning their surroundings.

Eventually the podcast ended and a new one started, however, she didn't seem to be paying much attention as she and the "stranger" wandered further into the woods.

'A blunt object. A rock could work.' She thought to herself she looked around and found a few rocks. she picked up the biggest one there was as she slowly crept closer, without thinking she suddenly ran over and hit the individual with the rock. A thud was all she heard as she stood over the now limp body. She fell onto the body as she continued hitting it with the rock until all there was left was a bloody mess. She tossed the rock to the side and huffed, her breath turning into a small cloud before disappearing. She looked down at her hands, splattered in blood.

Standing there for a minute before she pulled her chainsaw from her back, pulling the cord before she began cutting into the body; blood spewing onto the surrounding snow and her clothes. A smile crept kn her face before she figured it was enough. She set the chainsaw aside and reached down, grabbing the now dismembered arm, humming to herself before she broke off a finger. inspecting it, her smile widened. She stuffed it into her pocket before looking around. She grabbed another rock and began digging into the snow.

Once the considerably deep enough hole was made, she decided to cut the body up into small pieces before burying them all.

Making her way home, she hummed to herself as she began to listen to her favorite song, she snuck inside but not without greeting her father who was lounging in the living room.

"I'm home!"

"Found any good trees?"

"Nah. not really."

she sighed before heading upstairs, she slipped into her room and pulled the finger out of her pocket before she reached into her desk and pulled out a few carving tools, using those to peel the skin and muscle off the finger she had brought with her. Once it was decently clean, she decided to change and toss the tissue into the pile of clothes before going outside once again and back into the woods, burning the clothes and remains.

The cold air making it difficult for the fire to stay strong, but in the end it was all soon reduced to ash.

Soon, she made her way back and skipped up the stairs before sitting back down at her desk and began carving away at the bone. Creating small designs, and once she was pleased with her finished product, she laced it up with some string and turned it into a necklace for herself.

[toxic-nuki]

Who I think the crp would target pt.2

Smile Dog:

Smile Dog would work with Ben for sure. As Ben is a virus; once your phone is "fixed" — you'll get a text from an unknown number. All you'll see is the phrase: Spread The Word, and an attachment, being the infamous smile Dog photo. If you stare at the image for too long, you will see things start to change. It'll look like a normal husky at first, and slowly, it will start to grow distorted. If you choose not to 'spread the word', you will begin to grow crazy, not only due to Ben's taunting, but every dog you see will have it distorted human like smile and bloodshot eyes. Ben and Smile Dog will drive you insane until you commit.

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Liu:

Liu doesn't specifically have any targets. He would be more like a vigilante. Like Jane (in pt.1), he would be after his brother. He would probably not kill anyone else unless they got in his way for some odd reason.

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Sonic.EXE & Tails Doll:

Sonic and Tails would be viruses; originally from corrupted games that were bought, they can access your computer files and make them unresponsive. All you would get are tabs filled with imagery of the two and random text. Usually causing the person to go mad into hallucinating the characters in such a distorted manner until they go insane and kill themselves. Usually, they end up leaving a note that seems to be like some type of message from the characters instead of the person.

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Lulu:

She wouldn't necessarily kill, I feel she would probably use the corpses from previous murders if she finds them laying around. If she 'sees' someone with beautiful eyes, she will definitely grow jealous and kill them for their eyes. She definitely has an eye collection somewhere. She'd probably torture her victims by scooping out their eyes in a slow fashion, just to have a bit more fun.

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Laughing Jack:

Laughing Jack would target children, luring them into dark locations with sweets and toys, promising a fun day only for them to be killed in gruesome and unimaginable ways. He would probably try to trick parents into letting their kids stay with him, dress as a colorful clown only for the color to fade as soon as they are out of sight.

Pt.1

[toxic-nuki]

Who I think the crp would target pt.1

Ticci Toby:

Personally, I feel he would mostly target abusive parents, but if he's out and just bored out of his mind, he'll kill whoever he stumbled across. When ut comes to abusive parents, I feel he would be a bit stalkerish, he'll find a parent or an adult, stalk them for a few days, see how they handle life and treat their families, if he sees any forms of abusive in any manner, he'll go for their ass, at night, in broad daylight, he doesn't give a fuck.

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Ben Drowned:

He wouldn't really kill people, but instead, electronics; he would be one of those viruses that you'd find on social media. Once he gets ahold of your device, it'll go haywire to start. Suddenly it'll reset and seem like nothing happened, however Ben would 100% love to mess with the person, opening random apps, turning on/off any alarms they might have, call random people in the contact list, etc. He would end up causing the person to go insane— be it or not his intention— to the point they probably kill themselves.

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Jeff The Killer

Like Kuchisake-onna, I feel Jeff would wear a mask of some sort, go up to people, and ask if they think he's pretty, not matter what they say, he'll carve a smile into their face anyways. He just likes to do it. If ya run into him, group or alone, you'll most likely be found dead later on anyways. He likes to kill everyone he runs into

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Eyeless Jack

He would kill whoever he finds on the Appalachian trail. He would definitely stalk them throughout their hikes and find a moment where their guard is down and can make one swift motion. He prefers a clean and quick murder. He would probably use his voice to trick people into getting closer - like that of a skinwalker or wendigo - and get them that way. Usually leaving the trails unbothered and a way to keep people coming without much worry.

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Clockwork

Doctors, or psychward doctors. Just anyone in the medical field; they're what pretty much why she's kinda what she is now, she holds some sort of grudge, even if it wasn't entirely their fault. She especially hates those that work at psych wards because patients usually end up worse than they were when first arrival. She wants them all to feel what she felt and just understand the suffering they inflict on many people.

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Jane The Killer

I feel she wouldn't really kill anyone, she's mostly going after Jeff so she's trying to mostly keep people safe, if that makes sense? But if she were to kill, it would probably be security. As bad as she may feel for doing so, it tends to happen that they get in her way to find and properly locate Jeff.

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Nina The Killer

She just does it for fun. She kills whoever she wants to. She does prefer killing other serial killers, though, usually gives her a bit of a challenge, and she's always up for that.

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X-Virus

He doesn't have a preference, he'll see a passer by and spike their drink with some crazy concoction he's created and watch as they slowly start dying whilst taking notes of the effects of said poison.

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Sally

She goes for pedophiles and rapists. She tries to help kids when it comes to situations that she had gone through while she was alive, having two forms; she loves to terrorize these people and make them for crazy, though she doesn't like to get her hands dirty, she prefers making them believe they're hallucinating, which she probably can do. Usually driving the individual to commit suicide in probably the worst ways possible, as she likes to cause more damage when there's a higher chance of them committing.