“cannibalism„

all flesh rots.

[undermyskin001]

I'm sick of people making Jeff out to be a narcissistic, self-absorbed bastard who hates everyone and everything, and then calling it "realism" and "originality."(And I'm not even mentioning the fact that they're turning him into something that even remotely resembles a human being; or rather, they're extracting from him all the factors that would allow him to live without discomfort.)

1. His eyelids. It's so funny even in the original story, because even if he spit in his eyes to wet them, he'd only be delaying the inevitable—blindness. People who demand realism in art, but in fact do not take such obvious things into account, are funny, honestly.(But his appearance is a small part of what worries me.)

2. And now regarding his "narcissism" and "self-love", which, it seems, was largely attached to the character by the fandom. If you try to take apart a terribly written story and put everything on the shelves, the fandom is unlikely to accept attempts to fill in the holes in the story with parents who did not keep an eye on their own child and what is happening in his life(bullying and shit), pre-existing mental problems that began to flourish more brightly due to bullying.

But what am I getting at?

Before I begin, I want to say that I am not presenting anything below as canon, or making any diagnoses about the character: all I want is to dispel the typical perception of him, and turn a blind eye to his potential problems with mental health.

Killing someone, especially one's parents, is very unlikely to be a personal desire. If we analyze his case, it could be a sign of emotional dysregulation and impulsiveness as a personality trait. When talking about impulsivity, we can lean towards bipolar spectrums, more specifically mania and hypomania(When his mood suddenly rises, he experiences impulsive outbursts, spontaneous and hardly controllable ideas.) But again, I don't give him any diagnosis.

Anger outbursts and dissociation are linked, they may be the result of the same mechanism. Let's take for example the moment when he fought with his offenders: a fight based on Jeff's counterattack - an outburst of anger, and then dissociation. Dissociation is a disconnection of the human psyche from unbearable emotions (anger), as a result of which a person may experience memory lapses, dulled emotions, and a feeling that "I am not myself."(It can also be caused by other strong emotional outbursts.)

Unstable self-esteem/distorted self-perception. In his story, the hospital episode is a turning point, where his self-esteem takes a turn. Based on the supposed "original" version of the story, he liked his new appearance — white skin, black hair (in some versions he lost the tip, or even the whole nose, but I won't rely on any of them completely, because there are many things that are illogical even in the supposed original,) Overall, he liked his new appearance. We know little about his self-esteem regarding his "old" self, so we'll leave that aside and just leave it as unstable self-esteem. But if there seems to be no compelling evidence to support this, it's likely a misconception. Bullying can lead to self-hatred and self-loathing, For others, it's the opposite: radical changes in appearance can be a protest or a way to express pain, emotions, or trauma.(From this point on, the focus goes to the moment where he carved a smile into himself, but not something he could control.) It can also be a consequence of the desire to recreate/destroy oneself.

Let's chat about his parents, shall we? The story is really confusing, because I don’t remember a single moment when his parents somehow intervened to stop the bullying, discrimination, or even banal attempts to find out what was going on in their son's life. This can be seen as the child being left without parental protection from aggression from offenders, which may be a consequence of complex trauma or the formation of an unstable personality. Consider the lack of parental protection. Jeffrey presumably adapted to living in a constant state of threat, with bullies on the street and no parental protection at home(— Hypervigilance, trust issues, temper tantrums, dissociation.) Having analyzed the case of an unstable personality, emotions play a role in the personality here, which, as we already understood, are unstable in the boy, and it is difficult to take control of them.

Believe me, there is much more that I can say about him, but I have already said too much, so it is better to move on to the conclusions.

Psychological consequences may include sudden emotional collapses;

Strong guilt or, on the contrary, complete detachment;

Problems with trust, attempts to trust are often given;

Poor self-image after episodes in which he may have done something destructive to someone/something;

Recurrent self-destructive desires;

The desire to recreate a new self, or vice versa - to destroy;

Identity crises and splits.

Insulation.

Please do not take the text seriously and do not take similar traits as a diagnosis for yourself.

[undermyskin001]

Reposting mslf

[undermyskin001]

I'm sick of people making Jeff out to be a narcissistic, self-absorbed bastard who hates everyone and everything, and then calling it "realism" and "originality."(And I'm not even mentioning the fact that they're turning him into something that even remotely resembles a human being; or rather, they're extracting from him all the factors that would allow him to live without discomfort.)

1. His eyelids. It's so funny even in the original story, because even if he spit in his eyes to wet them, he'd only be delaying the inevitable—blindness. People who demand realism in art, but in fact do not take such obvious things into account, are funny, honestly.(But his appearance is a small part of what worries me.)

2. And now regarding his "narcissism" and "self-love", which, it seems, was largely attached to the character by the fandom. If you try to take apart a terribly written story and put everything on the shelves, the fandom is unlikely to accept attempts to fill in the holes in the story with parents who did not keep an eye on their own child and what is happening in his life(bullying and shit), pre-existing mental problems that began to flourish more brightly due to bullying.

But what am I getting at?

Before I begin, I want to say that I am not presenting anything below as canon, or making any diagnoses about the character: all I want is to dispel the typical perception of him, and turn a blind eye to his potential problems with mental health.

Killing someone, especially one's parents, is very unlikely to be a personal desire. If we analyze his case, it could be a sign of emotional dysregulation and impulsiveness as a personality trait. When talking about impulsivity, we can lean towards bipolar spectrums, more specifically mania and hypomania(When his mood suddenly rises, he experiences impulsive outbursts, spontaneous and hardly controllable ideas.) But again, I don't give him any diagnosis.

Anger outbursts and dissociation are linked, they may be the result of the same mechanism. Let's take for example the moment when he fought with his offenders: a fight based on Jeff's counterattack - an outburst of anger, and then dissociation. Dissociation is a disconnection of the human psyche from unbearable emotions (anger), as a result of which a person may experience memory lapses, dulled emotions, and a feeling that "I am not myself."(It can also be caused by other strong emotional outbursts.)

Unstable self-esteem/distorted self-perception. In his story, the hospital episode is a turning point, where his self-esteem takes a turn. Based on the supposed "original" version of the story, he liked his new appearance — white skin, black hair (in some versions he lost the tip, or even the whole nose, but I won't rely on any of them completely, because there are many things that are illogical even in the supposed original,) Overall, he liked his new appearance. We know little about his self-esteem regarding his "old" self, so we'll leave that aside and just leave it as unstable self-esteem. But if there seems to be no compelling evidence to support this, it's likely a misconception. Bullying can lead to self-hatred and self-loathing, For others, it's the opposite: radical changes in appearance can be a protest or a way to express pain, emotions, or trauma.(From this point on, the focus goes to the moment where he carved a smile into himself, but not something he could control.) It can also be a consequence of the desire to recreate/destroy oneself.

Let's chat about his parents, shall we? The story is really confusing, because I don’t remember a single moment when his parents somehow intervened to stop the bullying, discrimination, or even banal attempts to find out what was going on in their son's life. This can be seen as the child being left without parental protection from aggression from offenders, which may be a consequence of complex trauma or the formation of an unstable personality. Consider the lack of parental protection. Jeffrey presumably adapted to living in a constant state of threat, with bullies on the street and no parental protection at home(— Hypervigilance, trust issues, temper tantrums, dissociation.) Having analyzed the case of an unstable personality, emotions play a role in the personality here, which, as we already understood, are unstable in the boy, and it is difficult to take control of them.

Believe me, there is much more that I can say about him, but I have already said too much, so it is better to move on to the conclusions.

Psychological consequences may include sudden emotional collapses;

Strong guilt or, on the contrary, complete detachment;

Problems with trust, attempts to trust are often given;

Poor self-image after episodes in which he may have done something destructive to someone/something;

Recurrent self-destructive desires;

The desire to recreate a new self, or vice versa - to destroy;

Identity crises and splits.

Insulation.

Please do not take the text seriously and do not take similar traits as a diagnosis for yourself.

[like-the-coldest-winter-chill]

Lavender Scented Soap

Toby goes to visit his boyfriend and is rather shocked at how dramatic his dog is.

Or; Toby and Jeff give Smile Dog a bath

Toby’s fist froze mere millimeters from the door.

Screaming.

Loud, feral, and painful, rattled out through the cracked windows.

Granted, screaming wasn’t unusual to hear around these parts. However, screaming typically only happens inside the cabin when Jeff and Toby were in bed together.

He was about to knock on the cabin door, even though Jeff had told him just to barge in whenever.

So instead he practically broke the door down and began following the retched noise. He followed it to the bathroom door in the back of the hallway.

The axe murderer swung it open, cringing at the loud slam that resulted from it.

Concerned hazel eyes met shocked azure.

As well as sassy demonic husky eyes.

Jeff was hunched over the bathtub, clearly straining to lift the abnormally large dog into it.

“T? The he-“

Smile Dog continued his yowling before the killer could finish his sentence. The mutilated husky even threw his head back, it was a very dramatic scene.

Jeff held the dog’s mouth closed for a moment.

“As I was saying,” he adjusted his grip on the dog, “what was all that for?”

“I thought s-some fucked up creature was e-eating you alive!” Toby exclaimed.

“I mean, Smile Dogs getting pretty damn clo-“

The beast of a dog broke his snout free from Jeff’s hand and let out a banshee like scream.

Jeff groaned and let the dog run free, slouching by the bathtub.

“In case it wasn’t obvious,” he looked up at his boyfriend, “I do torture huskies for a living.”

“Why does h-he even need a bath?” Toby laughed, turning back to watch the dog zoom around the cabin.

“I took him on one of my hunts and he rolled all over one of the corpses,” Jeff stood up on slightly wobbly legs, “I ain’t letting him sleep on my bed like that, I just washed those damn sheets.”

“D-Did you want some help?” Toby offered

Jeff peeked around his boyfriend, sighing in disappointment when he saw the filthy dog dragging his ass across the floor.

“Yeah.”

Toby grinned and exited the bathroom to find his target. Approaching Smile Dog causally, Toby leaned down like he intended to pet the dog.

Just when Smile Dog hopped up from his ass dragging, Toby scooped him up like he weighed nothing.

The feral hollering from the husky picked up once more, however, Toby wasn’t fazed. Wouldn’t be the first time someone in this house screamed in his arms.

Jeff was leaning back against the bathroom door frame, not so subtly admiring the way the brunette's bicep muscles flexed.

The dog was shaking and pawing desperately at the wooden door, his claws causing the white paint to chip.

Jeff looked over from where he and Toby were filling up the tub.

“Oh, buddy,” Jeff groaned, “you’re makin’ me feel bad.”

“H-He’s fine,” Toby chuckled, “big bad s-serial killer over here c-can’t handle seeing his d-dog look sad.”

“Shut up,” Jeff elbowed him in the stomach before shutting the water off.

Much to Toby’s surprise, Smile Dog was rather calm once he was actually in the water.

Granted, it was probably fear or his accepting that there was nothing he could do to end the torturous bath.

Toby was also surprised at how spoiled the monstrous husky truly was.

Jeff had damn near a whole collection of luxurious dog soaps stashed under the bathroom sink. All different bottles lightly scented with Lavender, Pine, Clean linen, or Eucalyptus.

The containers they were in looked straight out of a rich old woman’s house. Elegant little shapes caved into the GLASS bottles, and pretty little gold lids.

All the bottles were moved to line the side of the tub so Smile Dog could choose his scent of the night.

“You s-spoil him too much,” Toby scoffed.

“You want the Lavender one?” Jeff cooed when the dog sniffed said bottle, completely ignoring his boyfriend.

The pale man poured some of the purple goop onto the dog's sopping back and began gently massaging it into the mess.

Toby followed, putting a bit of soup on his hands and rubbing it up and down the dog’s furry legs.

“See? No n-need to feel b-bad,” Toby looked over at his boyfriend, “Smiles is g-getting the princess treatment.”

“If I didn’t know any better I’d say you’re jealous.” Jeff laughed, flicking some suds onto Toby’s jacket.

Smile Dog spent the rest of the evening pouting in the corner of the living room.

Toby thought the sight was rather humorous. The husky’s fur looked luxuriously soft and his dog bed was fit for a king. Yet he presented his loving owner with a face of misery because he cared enough to clean the pup.

The two boys were cuddled up on Jeff’s beaten down couch watching Smile 2. Well, “watching” was a bit of an overstatement. Jeff spent practically the whole movie trying to coax Smile Dog to the couch.

Stubborn as ever, the pup kept his back to his desperate owner.

“Jeff, I-I’m sure he’s f-fine” Toby attempted to soothe the ebony haired man, “he’ll be over it by tomorrow.”

“But look at him!” Jeff threw his arms in the dog’s direction, “He’s suffering!”

“Again, big bad s-serial killer over here,” Toby teased his boyfriend with a smirk.

Jeff lightly smacked the brunettes shoulder and fell back against his chest.

“Ow,” Toby muttered

“Fuck you mean ‘ow’?” Jeff mocked while Toby giggled, “you couldn’t feel that.”

Smile Dog seemed to have a change of heart once the couple headed to bed. Instead of pouting on the floor or even in the doorway, he got comfortable on their bed.

Right between them, that is.

Suddenly he was all over Jeff. Begging for pets, pawing at him for attention, and whining when he would try to turn away.

It was clear that the resentment the beast once had for his owner was now held against Toby.

If the hard kicks to his back didn’t give it away then the distorted growling did.

“Must he s-sleep on the bed?” Toby asked, voice dropping with irritation, “He’s damn n-near shoving me off the b-bed.

“Pleeeease? He’s so comfy here.” Jeff’s pleas were muffled by the creatures body.

The poor hatchet wielding maniac sighed and desperately tried to squeeze into a comfortable position.

This was great. He, his boyfriend, and his abnormally large, lavender scented, spoiled rotten monster dog.

[undermyskin001]

I love this so much

[anxiousta]

my sweet precious cute kawaii jeffrey

someone req or talk2me im boredd pls!!!!

[undermyskin001]

[undermyskin001]

JEFFREY WOODS HEADCANONS

1. He grew up in a fairly religious family where his parents prioritized religion, believing it to be the key to curing all problems, turning a blind eye to their sons. Jeffrey was three or four years younger than his brother, Louis. The brothers were very close, and Jeff considered him the only one he could rely on in difficult times, the only one with whom he could share his worries and problems, emotions and feelings. His older brother was the only one who understood him perfectly, the one who could withstand any emotional crisis or episode. However, their views differed in many ways. Liu imitated his parents and truly followed religion, keeping a Bible on the nightstand next to his bed and a wooden amulet above it, while his younger brother was the opposite. He considered it nonsense, a fairy tale, but he tried to emulate his brother, wearing a silver cross given to him as a child, and trying to cross himself whenever his brother did, without paying attention to the correctness of his actions.

2.His parents' pleas for their youngest to grow up healthy in every sense fell on deaf ears. Fate bestowed upon him a plethora of disorders, passed down from various branches of the family and the goings-on in his head and life. His mother inherited schizophrenia, his father ruined him with his tendency toward bipolar disorder, and then, in adolescence, he developed borderline personality disorder. He considered this unfair, as this fortune had passed Lewis by, leaving him perfectly healthy. But he loved his brother and never attributed any guilt to him, nor did he hold a grudge.

3.Three boys from their neighborhood singled out Jeff as a victim of bullying and harassment. They lifted his long, jet-black hair and imitated his ponytails, calling him "Jessica," mocking him, causing him harm for fun, and leaving bruises all over his body. The reason they disliked him was because of his appearance; he didn't fit the bullies' image of a "man." His mother's genes proved far stronger than his father's, gifting him with a delicate, feminine appearance and figure. He was handsome, but not in the desirable range.

4.At times, Jeff would stand half-naked near the mirror, examining himself, trying to grasp onto what those three guys disliked. He compared himself to men in magazines—handsome, muscular, tall. All he had was beauty, but not the kind you'd find in a men's magazine. He would tug at the skin under his eyes, examining his sky-blue eyes, examining his body, trying to find muscles like the men in the pictures, trying to find an angle that would make him look like Jeff but not Jessica. Periodically mimicking one of the guys' gestures, he'd ponytail himself, looking at himself, unaware that he'd started giggling, trying to convince himself that those guys were having fun with him, that they were doing it, that he was funny, amusing, only to end up looking down at his own reflection.

Meow

I'm not a good writer, sooooo

[undermyskin001]

Creepypasta deserves to be scary, tense, disturbing, and that's what's missing from this fandom.