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Then they start dating little (kinda sheltered but grew up on the internet) Gen Z Dennis- with his queer culture mainly formed on message boards and tumblr and a very radically progressive view of queerness that’s kinda sanitised.

JEFF X READER.

SHITTY HIGHSCHOOL SETTINGS.

SLENDER MANSION. SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN TROPES.

"Camera?" Tim lifted his head to look back at you and bumped his head into the bed frame above him. "Ow-" he winced.

Toby had hidden his mask somewhere as a joke, but it was starting to get inconvenient since Tim and Brian were going hunting tomorrow. So you were both in his room rummaging around in his things to look for it. While digging through the closet you found an old box with a camera, some old tapes, and a beat up old hat sitting on top, there was a feather tucked into the brim.

"Sorry," you snickered, "didn't think you'd forget about being under your bed-"

Tim grumbled as he got up and you held the camera out to him. He looked at it like he didn't know what it was. The words on the side said it was a Sony camera. You watched him press the power button and the light came on.

"I can't believe that worked," He sounded as surprised as you were that it came on. Technology doesn't really like being in The Woods.

There was a tape inside and it was playable on the screen so you looked over his shoulder as he pressed play on it. The tape was old and pretty corrupted, but there was still some audio on it, it sounded like Tim was talking to another guy. After a minute the distortion cleared up to show a man, he had these down turned eyes and a green jacket. Tim paused the video and just looked at the screen.

"Who is that guy?" You asked him.

Tim just stared at him for a long time, "I don't know."

"But you were talking to him?"

Tim closed the camera and turned it off, "It's probably nothing, I mean Brian was friends with a film student in college, so maybe a friend gave him the camera or something." He put the camera on his night stand and opened the drawer, "Come on, we need to find my mask before I go kill Toby."

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jeffrey woods:

・jeff has been a serial killer for a while, granting him a considerable amount of fame. he doesn't care for it, of course, in fact it's actually a nuisance to most killers since everyone knows what he looks like. his brooding, alt look: his piercings, pale skin (pure white skin, actually) and dark, sideswept emo hairstyle, has also garnered him some fangirls to come with the fame.

・he doesn't get it. at all. he thinks he looks quite hideous, actually, but he still has people idolizing him on the internet. he's seen fanart, cosplays, even entire shrines created of him. he's not really bothered by it, he just finds it a little bit weird.

・you seem to have a bit of a different opinion on it, though. jeff sees how your mood shifts slightly whenever he shows you a tiktok made by one of his fangirls, but he doesn't think that much of it, maybe you just find it really weird. everything was fine, until nina first came to the mansion.

・she had the prettiest, pink streaked hair; chunky, colorful jewelry, and she was just so sweet too! she also happened to be jeff's biggest fangirl, and they looked practically perfect next to each other. you couldn't help the pit that formed in your stomach every time they would interact. sure, jeff hardly seemed phased by her, in fact he even seemed a little annoyed, but you can't help but worry.

・your worries don't go unnoticed by your boyfriend. he notices the lingering looks you give him when nina's near him, your clenched jaw, your teeth gnawing at your nails. he, again, thinks you're just going through a phase. that's until you finally snap.

・"i know you like her, jeff, just admit it already!" you say, shoving at him in anger. you had sporadically lost your temper when you saw her kissing his cheek. "babe, what are you talking about? i don't care about her."

・it takes a while of convincing you, a lot of back-and-forth where you yelled at him in tears and he, as gently as he could, tried to reassure you. "your the only girl i care about, you know that." he mumbles into your hair when he finally manages to get a hug in. "and you know how i feel about those fangirls. c'mon, baby, please?"

・you finally forgive him and calm down, apologizing while he peppers your face in kisses. "it's okay. i'd do the same if i ever caught liu talking to you."

toby rogers:

・toby used to date clockwork, and you know about it. you were actually the one who asked him about any of his exes, and he, of course, told you. you never paid much mind to it at first, however, because she didn't live in the slender mansion, so you never saw her, and he certainly didn't talk about her like he still missed her.

・you and toby were paired to take care of a mission together. usually, when it's the two of you, the job gets done fairly quickly. you both work in tandem, complimenting each other perfectly, and it was just another one of those missions. everything was going smoothly, that was until toby was greeted by a familiar face.

・"n-natalie?" you turned around when he said the name in surprise. you look past him, seeing a brunette staring back at him in equal surprise. she had a cute, freckled face, bright green eyes and a pocket watch embedded into her left eye. "toby. it's been a while."

・"i-it has.. uh-" he turns to look at you. your brow is furrowed as you continue observing the girl. "th-this is m-my girl-girlfriend." he gestures at you, and clockwork looks at you with a smile. "it's nice to meet you. i'm natalie, or clockwork too."

・natalie offers to help the two of you with cleaning up the scene. you watch as she talks to toby, that was definitely his ex, and they seemed to be on good terms too. you swallow down the lump in your throat before tossing the last dead body into the river.

・once the clean-up is finished, natalie bids the two of you goodbye and drives away in her truck. toby turns to talk to you but immediately notices your frown as you watch her leave, your arms wrapped tightly around yourself. "hey, wh-what's w-wrong?" you sigh, straightening yourself. "so that's clockwork, huh? she's cool. really pretty, too." you glance at him briefly, spotting his worried expression. "what?"

・"i-i kn-know that lo-look b-babe. tell m-me wha-what's wrong." your shoulders slouch as you look away nervously again, already ashamed of your feelings. "i don't know. she just seems so much better than me, i feel like you can do so much better than me, toby."

・his gaze softens before he pulls up his goggles, revealing his gray eyes to you. "babe, w-what a-are you talk-talking about? y-you're the b-best i-i've ever h-had." he pulls you in gently, turning your head to him. your eyes lock and you deflate under his comforting gaze. he moves to hug you before whispering into your ear, "i-i c-could n-never forgive my-myself if i-i lost you." your hands curl into his sweater as you melt under his touch.

jack nyras:

・jack was always curious about the human species. despite him being born a human, after his transformation he forgot nearly everything about his past self. he was only ever focused on his hunger, blood, bodies, kidneys. but the more humans he butchered, the more he started to fixate on them.

・his interest amplified when he first arrived at the slender mansion. many humans, though most were biologically modified to be superhumans, had the exact same gruesome tendencies as him. some were even worse. the slender mansion was also when he first met you, and his interest in human emotions and love blossomed.

・you were the sweetest thing. you saw him as more than an eldritch monster doctor, you were so different to everyone else. it's like you were an anomaly in his observations about humans. you weren't frightened by his appearance or intimidated by his height, in fact, you were the one who asked him out on a date (which he didn't even know the concept of until you had to explain it to him.)

・he loves you so much. he tells you it every day, and he hopes you know it too. you're just the cutest human he's ever known and he loves testing your reactions to him, the way your heartbeat races when he gets closer; your cheeks becoming pinker when he pecks you on the forehead; even your blood tasted sweeter than the other humans (you had a papercut once and he licked it clean.) he thinks of all of it as his little experiments with you.

・lately, however, you've been getting the feeling that he's treating you like a guinea pig instead of his partner. it's a dumb feeling, but you just think that his ways of making you blush seem so robotic and methodical now, as if he was testing out his hypotheses and observing you like a bug under a microscope. you don't even know if he considers you as his partner. was he just mimicking your behavior? maybe the entire relationship was an experiment? you bottle all of these feelings up, however, not wanting to burden him.

・you spend another day with him in his operating room again, watching him routinely organize his stash of kidneys, jarring new ones, throwing out old ones. he says there's a real difference in the taste, even a human's physical attributes can alter the tastes of their kidneys, according to him. he suddenly turns to you before holding up one of his claws, the tip of his nail is drenched in blood. "taste." he says simply, you look up at him before pulling his large hand closer, licking the blood off with a deep blush decorating your cheeks.

・when you look up at him, you see his expression is exactly like how you anticipated. completely blank. granted, he usually is expressionless, but you'd wanted him to at least have some sort of reaction to this kind of intimacy. you then hear him murmur under his breath: "their heart is beating faster. skin-to-skin contact makes the reaction more intense..."

・you frown. he sounds like he's writing down notes about you, like he's testing you, again. you let his hand go and scoff. "jack, am i just an experiment to you?" he tilts his head curiously. "what do you mean, dear?"

・"i mean you hardly treat this like a relationship. it feels like you're just testing me all the time, i feel like you don't care about me and--" you abruptly feel a shift in the air, as if it got heavier, gloomier. you look up at him and are almost shocked by the sight. his brows are upturned, lips pursed into a soft pout, his eye sockets seem almost glossy, as if he were crying, even if that's impossible. it's the first expression you've seen on his face that wasn't blank nothingness or curious wonder.

・"i'm sorry it seems that way, i never meant to treat you like that. i don't feel or do things the same as humans, i don't know how to act around you." he lowers himself to your eye level. "you're so special to me, my dearest, please don't be upset with me."

・you shrink in surprise, staring at him for a moment in silence before pulling him into a hug, wrapping your smaller arms around his body the best you could. "i'm sorry, ej, i'm so sorry!" you pull away to cup his face. "i just keep forgetting you're not human sometimes."