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Since I've seen a bunch of you having a growing interest in my version of Jane, I thought I'd give a few facts about Jane that change from in her story in the original!

Jane is based on K. Banning Kellum's version of the story. Which if you haven't read, you definitely should.

Similarly to Jeff not killing his brother at the end of that story, he never kills Jane's parents.

Jane is closer to Liu than Jeff

Jane would regularly visit Jeff in the hospital after the accident

Jane listens to true crime podcasts

Jane is shot with a flare gun while trying to protect Jeff from being shot by Randy (again)

She doesn't pass out every three seconds like in the original!

And that's about it for now, I have a lot more already detailed and summarized but I'm not going to include it here. I'll make sure to keep you all updated on her story as I write it!

Finally finished the first designs for my version of Jane the Killer! Currently working on her story, if you are interested at all, please let me know!

This is such a cool take on Flug's backstory, great job! <3

Villanos Headcanon:

Dr. Flug Slys was a child prodigy and quickly taken in by the local government to receive the best education to fuel his curious mind. He had access to so many books and lab materials. By the age of 12 he was already inventing small devices that could be used to help fight villians.

Flug, however, realized that morality held many geniuses back and tossed away the codes of ethics. He began doing his own tests, taking control of his own education in secret. He dissected animals and people, tested drugs he concocted. It was when he invented a true truth serum that he was finally found out.

He was sent to an asylum in hopes to help him so that he could still become the hero or heros’ assistant he was destined to be. Flug was smart, after all. He could learn to understand why ethics needed to be followed… But, it is not easy to keep a mind as genius as Flug’s locked up. He escaped, took on a new name, and hid until he found somewhere his genius wouldn’t be held back. His scientific freedom came in the form of the Black Hat Organization.

HE'S SO FASCINATING I COULD TALK ABOUT HIM FOR HOURS!!!

Black Hat things I love:

He's simultaneously running a secret shadow organization and is a household name in the business of being a dastardly bastard

He's so spooky mysterious but he puts himself in all the commercials and starts them off like "HI IT'S ME. BLACK HAT"

There's so many fucking paintings of himself. Everywhere. He has to have done at least a few of them himself. He can absolutely see through any and all of them when he wants. He's hiding in one and laughing because nobody can find him.

He laughs too hard and does shit like this

Does he have a cockney accent, or do cockney speakers actually have a Black Hat accent? I don't think his first language is Human. It's very funny to me if while he was meandering through human languages he got to English and went "THAT one. I'm going to speak with THAT accent."

2 hat motherfucker

The teeth that stick out a lil bit

He go >:3

FACTS

hello fandom enjoyer can you explain to me why youve decided the caring and generally kind-hearted male character is a trans man. answer quickly and dont include "because of the vibes" or else the saw trap goes off

OH GOD NOT AGAIN I JUST GOT OVER THE LAST SET

sometimes life is just about a hardened warrior with a troubled past, complex morality, and regenerative abilities,,, and a personification of undiagnosed ADHD who won't leave them alone

I would die for this man.

this is the guy they made video games for. literally nobody else

OHMY GOB I LOVE HIM SO MUCCHHHHH!!! AWWWEEEEEEEHEEE

after the night at the byer’s, billy and steve both sport the same bruises.

and it doesn’t make sense.

steve’s sure he didn’t get that many hits in, and even then, it wasn’t hard enough to give billy a shiner like his.

and the worst part is, he feels bad.

“Hey, man,” He starts, cornering billy after a particularly difficult basketball practice. billy was awful. he kept his shirt on, too, which was weird. steve was benched completely; he can barely see out of one eye, and the other is still swollen shut.

billy’s panting from practice, hunched over as if it hurts to breathe. facing his locker and not replying to steve.

“um,” steve continues. “i…feel bad about what happened this weekend. i was just looking out for the kids, y’know, and i didn’t mean to hit you that h-“

billy turns around, snarling. looking like a battered, cornered wild dog.

“oh fuck right off, harrington,” he spits, and shoulders his way out.

“dude,” steve says, curling his lip. “i’m trying to apologize to you, asshole.”

“i don’t need your apology,” billy replies, and it hurts a little.

“well maybe if you hadn’t been a racist asshole i wouldn’t have had to hit you in the first plac-“

billy seems even angrier.

“i am not a fucking racist, harrington,” he snarls, but it lacks the horror his voice used to hold because of the wounds on his face.

steve grimaces. “yeah, totally, you just attacked lucas because he happened to be the closest.”

billy looks around the locker room as if someone is watching him. nervous.

“it’s not because of that,” he mutters, chewing on his swollen bottom lip.

“then why?” steve presses. “because if i recall, he didn’t do a damn thing to you, billy.”

billy swallows and refuses to make eye contact.

“it’s my fucking dad, harrington. he finds out max is messing around with a black kid and all three of us get a shiner worse than mine. i couldn’t care less about what those little shits are doing, but he does.”

steve’s face softens.

“so you’re…taking the punches for max?”

“that’s a stupid way to put it.”

“i…” steve gapes. “why don’t you go to hopper or something? he could put your dad in j-“

“because, harrington, i’ve got nowhere to go and no one gives a shit anyway if a dad beats his son as discipline. but i can’t let him put a hand on max. she doesn’t deserve it. even if she’s a fucking bitch.”

billy shakes his head like he’s said something awful.

“now you know. congratulations, harrington. i spent all this time stealing your crown and now you know that i’m just a pussy whose dad beats him. have fun spreading that one around.”

billy turns to leave and steve catches him by the arm.

“i’m not going to tell anyone,” he says, and billy scoffs.

“i promise. i’m not like that anymore. like you said…turned bitch.”

billy laughs.

“so, what? you look at me like i’m a kicked puppy every time i come to school with my teeth knocked in? because i’d rather you spread rumors about me instead.”

steve shakes his head.

“i wont do that either. promise. i just…i dunno. can i help in any way?”

billy shrugs him off.

“do what you do, i guess. protect those little shits. i’m not as good with kids as you are, mama bird.”

steve flushed at that and grimaces.

“please do not ever call me that again.”

and they laugh. and it feels nice.

“hey, uh, are you doing anything this friday?” steve asks, and it feels natural.

“probably looking after max. parents like to go out a lot and leave me with her.”

“well, why don’t you and her come with me and we can catch a movie maybe? she can bring lucas and you two can patch things up?”

“are you asking me on a date, harrington?”

steve’s face gets even redder.

“no, i just meant-like y’know, it would be nice, and i could, um-“

“it’s cool. i’ll come by friday. 5:00? you get lucas, i’ll bring max.”

steve nods. “um, yeah. that sounds good.”

billy smiles softly. “good. and don’t pick some girly movie. max and i like slashers.”

“right. got it.”

“see ya, steve.”

billy nudges him before jogging off, undoubtably late to pick up max.

and steve is frozen. what started as an apology for his own moral compass turned into a date. steve’s going on a date? with a boy? no, it was just a joke. maybe. probably.

he hopes it wasn’t, though.

Important Announcement:

April Fools Day (April 1) is one week away. To that end, I just want it known now, well before the day, that this blog will NOT be posting any jump scares, fake announcements, freak-out posts, fake hackings, fake emergencies, fake news, and “gotcha!” stuff on April Fools Day. We’re staying safe and chill around here.

I’m honestly not into April Fools Day, really, unless the jokes are obvious and silly–like Rickrolls and Dad Jokes. Rickrolls and Dad Jokes are just traditional.