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Jason has eyes for a girl.

She has eyes for him, too.

The Problem?

Her family is very religious, and he can’t drive.

Things might have been different if it weren’t for fate dealing him a bad hand. Now, if Jason wants to swing this girl, he has to survive a night with her parents. Unfortunately, dinner isn’t the only thing waiting for him.

“Back to School” (2025)

(Mixed media on canvas)

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Independence Day

Plastic Mother

Coddled by plastic,

No heart and no legs.

No antlers to shield you,

No warmth where you lay.

Motherless and lost,

You seek her touch.

Crying for her love,

From the underbrush.

Come morning,

Come hunters.

Ripped from your sleep,

Venison and trophy for man to keep.

For now under night shade,

Know peace and be calm.

A plastic mother’s love,

Will save you from harm.

TW: Drawn gore, eyestrain, flashing lights, implied CSA, and kids straight up killing people

Here’s the first minute of another OC animatic I’m working on featuring my slasher kids. No I did not finish my other animatic but I will eventually 😭 This one is just more fun right now.

This is based entirely off of my own OCs and their lore. Please heed the TW and be safe friends!

EYESTRAIN AND FLASHING LIGHTS

Quick Headlock animatic.

“You listening, Anya?!”

Anya was listening. She always listened. She was so tired of listening.

Jimmy’s voice sent chills down her spine. She shuddered as she sat on the cold hard floor of the Med Bay, rocking back and forth as she tightly gripped the last bottle of pills in her clasped hands. This wasn’t her worst moment. Far from it. It was the best decision she felt she could finally make for herself, but she knew she needed to act fast before he got to her again.

He always found a way of getting to her.

Tears streamed heavily down Anya’s face. She raised her head to her captain, who stared intently through her with his big, glassy blue eye. The crippled shell of a man made a noise that Anya could only interpret as a plea against her plan, but her mind was made up. “C-Captain,” Anya cried softly. “You know I have no other choice.”