𝕶𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖗 𝕯𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒𝖘

Drill Weekend was a lot of fun ngl
PT was something else
As much as it sucked in the moment, it taught me what I need to work on

•He's just sitting on the wall, swinging his feet and looking down at the lights below him•

; temp pinned

| An independent portrayal of Jeff the Killer | 18+ themes | OCs/AUs/Crossovers welcomed / MDNI|

. . . Me. . . Too. . .

•Jeff leaned into her, pressing his fingers together, not really sure what to do or what to say•

// My day plan as follows
Early morning ruck
1 mile run (timed/untimed)
Gym (weights, push-ups, sit-ups, etc)
Afternoon ruck
Go to the library
Then ruck back home

•Jeff slightly jumped, but bkushed at the sudden affection, an unknown feeling for him to be loved again•

. . . This. . . Feels. . . Different. . .

You. . . Do. . . ? Well. . . I'm. . . I'm glad. . .

•Jeff slowly rested his head on her shoulder, slowly wrapping an arm around her•

Do. . . Do you. . . Really. . . Like me. . . ? Like I. . . Really like you. . . ?

•Jeff took a look at her, swaying his feet•

. . .

•Jeff then instinctively scooted closer to her, letting his hands fall into his lap•

. . . So. . . How does. . . This work. . . This whole. . . Thing. . .

•Jeff looked over at her•

You. . . You do. . . ?

•Jeff slowly looked over at her, slightly blushing as well•

Well. . . Kinda. . . Yeah. . . Everytime. . . We speak. . . I feel. . . As if. . . My heart. . . Skips. . . I. . . Don't. . . Know. . . Why. . . But. . .

Friends. . . Yeah. . . We're. . . Friends. . .

•Jeff looked down, pulling his hood over his face•

Friends. . . Yeah. . .

But. . . Miss. . . Is more. . . Formal. . . And polite. . . From what I've been told. . .

. . . Thank you. . . Miss. . . Melody. . . It means a lot. . . To me. . .

•Jeff blushed slightly, looking down•

. . . I. . . Hope. . . So. . .

•Jeff pressed his fingers together, then looked at her•

Would you. . . Help me. . . Make it come. . . True. . ?

. . . My wish. . . ?

•Jeff looked down•

. . . To be. . . Normal. . . I think. . . And to. . . Feel. . . Happy. . . ?

•Strange new thoughts for Jeff•

// Chat, we joined the Army National Guard
I ship out in June
My first drill is next month
We've got the ball rolling

A family. . . Of. . . You're own. . .

•Jeff tilted his head more•

. . . Hmm. . . That seems. . . Like a. . . Good wish. . .

. . . And what. . . Is that. . . Wish. . . ?

•Jeff tilted his head, looking at her•

// Sorry for the silence
Been working on my military paperwork and studying for my ASVAB for the last few days

. . . No. . .

Woah. . .

•Jeff looked, but stepped back•

. . . I think I know. . . . What love is. . . Now. . .

•Before he knew it, he was fast asleep on her shoulder, looking Disney st the ground after tightening the embrace•

. . . Z z z. . .

Really. . ? It does other things. . ?

•Jeff's mouth hanged open slightly, looking at her, then back at the blade•

Oooo. . . Pretty. . .

•Jeff gazed at the Syche in her hand, staring in awe, his eyes slightly sparkled at the blade, he reached his hand up to trace the blade with his fingers•

Oooo. . . Shiny. . . Pretty. . .

T-Thanks. . .

•Jeff slowly hugged her back, resting his head on her shoulder•

// Headcanon
Jeff's favorite band is Three Days Grace
With the exception of SLIPKNOT
He's a metal head
And a punk rocker

You. . . Made something. . . For me. . . I. . . I. . . Don't know. . . What to. . . Say. . .

•Jeff put the necklace on, looking down at it and holding the shell in his hand•

“ 𝘉efore your gods knew
𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 && 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙚

, I draw 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 with one
hand

. . . Yes. . .

•Jeff gave a thumbs up, looks like he actually didn't want to do harm or have a weapon, seems like he has good intentions•