Hi can you do EJ eating out fem reader?
Hi! Thanks for the request :)
⚠️Warning NSFW content below⚠️
Eyeless Jack eating out Fem Reader:
Jack loves eating you out and treats it like he hasn't eaten in weeks.
He has 8 tongues, and his tongues can reach places your fingers can't reach. Jack will tease you by constantly rubbing your clit with his tongue.
Jack loves it when you squeeze his head between your thighs and finds it adorable knowing he's the only one who can make you feel good.
Try to close your legs and push his head away from your pussy; he will force them open and will not allow you to push his head away from your pussy. Jack will overstimulate you making you cum five times and squirt at least two times, all over his face.
Jack will praise you, telling you sweet things like, "This beautiful pussy is mine and only mine", "Your pussy taste so delicious, love", "Please cum again all over my face, I know you can do it", "look at this pretty pussy clenching on my tongue", etc.
He loves hearing your moans, whimpers, begs, and pleas.
Jack loves biting your thigh when he finishes eating you out.
Have a nice day or night :)
Y/N: I feel fine.
EJ: YOU HAVE BEEN STABBED?!?
Y/N: Don’t worry honey, I’ve been stabbed before.
EJ: YOU DON’T BUILD IMMUNITY TO BEING STABBED, Y/N!!!!
hcs 4- ages/pronouns/preferences
made these a while ago but never posted :P
< more details and random hcs >
-does not give 2 fucks abt how he's perceived
- will fuck anything
-hopeless romantic/puppy love typa guy
-has one mean right hook
-smells like sandalwood and those one holiday cider candles
-listens to folk punk or something like that. think amigo the devil
-attached to intelligent and passionate ppl <3
-is bad at sautéing
-not too into music but does enjoy a good campfire song.
-bookworm, fave genre is dystopian
-NB (or something)
-swings all the ways
-falls 4 bullies lol
-platinum in all the souls games
-messiest room you've ever seen, the only exception being his desk, which is neat and orderly
-listens to mayhem (yikes)
- c i s
-not into relationships, def only in for a score
-shops at rue21
-actually insufferable. like no u don't understand he's so annoying.
-collects fun socks
-a straight white man 🪦
-not focused/interested in love/relationships
-rlllyy likes the x files
-befriends stray cats, his favorite being a grey tabby dubbed tabitha.
-loves johnny cash
(lol thxz 4 reading)
EJ is a smartass, but he takes things way to literally and isn’t exactly up to date with modern internet culture since he got turned in the early 2000s. Bros so fucking unseriously serious
He’ll ask a harmless question and Toby will be like “Fuck you go die” and he’ll just stand there like “Ok 🧍♂️”
Or he’ll insult someone in the most straightforward way. Ben talks shit and EJ just “You’re short. And ugly.”
The one thing that cracks Toby the fuck up is Jacks habit of saying “I see”, and he doesn’t see the irony in it either (pun not intended)
-EJ is a freaking furnace, him being a demon makes him a warm boi.
-Toby is a lot smarter than we give him credit for, he just chooses to be a dumbass. Honestly is an entertaining way to live though.
-Ben and Toby make music together in their free time, Toby is surprisingly good at rapping and singing.
May I request a smoll eyeless jack x f reader nsfw story? Or headcanons?
eyeless jack x fem reader NSFW hcs
cw: 18+ content, medical kink, breeding kink, biting, blood, kinda disrespecting boundaries?? kinda not??, afab fem aligned reader
a/n: hey let’s all ignore my wildly different formatting for each post until i figure out wtf i’m doing lmfao. i decided to do hcs for this since i enjoy rambling and i have a couple fics already lined up and those take significantly longer for me to write!! i hope that’s okay anon, i just want to get more stuff posted :) also i threw a bunch of random ideas together for this so if you’d like anything else more specific please req again!
sooo we all know eyeless jack is a demon, right? to say dude is into some freaky shit would be an understatement.
- jack has a higher sex drive than most due to his demon tendencies. pair that with the rush he gets after a good evening of organ harvesting and you’re in for a Very Long Night. his stamina is also no joke.
- wear a short skirt? it’s getting cut off with his scalpel. accidentally slice your finger while chopping vegetables? well you better turn off the stove because he’s bending you over it. he senses you’re ovulating? he’s fucking you twice as much.
- if you’re into medical play and getting cut up with surgery tools he will be over the moon.
- if not, you’re gonna have to have a sit down talk with jack. he will do his best, but he can end up viewing you as just a lowly human at times. you’re gonna have to put your foot down sternly to fully gain his respect. he cares about your boundaries (somewhat), it just takes a minute to get through to his human side.
- on that note, don’t even dream of dominating him. he’ll laugh in your face and restrain you if the idea even crosses your mind. the thought of a weaker being telling him what to do during sex is comical to jack. he might let you ride him if he’s feeling lazy, but his clawed hands will be gripped around your waist as a silent reminder of who’s in charge.
- he’s into degradation. not the typical “you’re a whore” shit. no, this guy will take every chance to remind you that you’re just a fragile little human that’s only breathing because he lets you. if you feed into his ego, jack will reward you with his face between your thighs for hours.
- ooh let me take a moment to talk about this monster’s tongue. godly is an ironic term to describe anything involving jack but it’s the only fitting word. it’s long, slightly textured, quick and strong. he looooves to edge you until you inevitably break and the only words you can form are broken pleas. you’re gonna have to pry him off of you during your periods. he’s a little nasty
- jack will pretty much refuse to cum anywhere that isn’t inside you or your mouth. during sex, he tends to fully give into his animalistic demon qualities. meaning the only thing running through his mind is ‘breed, breed, breed.’
- big corruption kink. like MASSIVE. i think all the pastas have some form of corruption kink, but obviously the whole demon thing brings it to a new level. if you were a virgin when you met him, he’s gonna have to physically restrain himself from pouncing on you the second its brought up in conversation.
- let’s talk about positions. jack’s not really picky as long as he’s fucking your brains out but he does have a few favorites. mating press is almost always a winner since it feeds into his need to breed (i crack myself up). missionary is a classic that ensures he can have complete control. jack is also a fan of fucking on operating tables???? don’t ask me ask him, he’s odd. his least favorites involve 69, cowgirl, or pretty much anything that involves you on top of him. he doesn’t really get tired so doing all the work doesn’t bother him.
- will 100% spit in your mouth and he doesn’t care if you think it’s gross. get used to it sorry. if you’re into it then you’ve won.
- probably will throw a tantrum if he finds out you masturbated without him. he’s given you so much special attention and you still want more? well. he’s gonna fuck you so hard that you’ll be too sore to even think about touching yourself. i’m praying for you girl good luck.
- LOVES TO BITE ON YOUR CHEST AND NECK. i cannot stress this enough. and he WILL draw blood, i mean his mouth is full of sharp teeth so it’s basically a given. bro will be fucking you and straight up take a drink break FROM YOUR THROAT. be prepared to never show your neck or cleavage in public ever again. unless you’re into that. then you go girl, we’re all cheering for you.
- jack thinks it’s hilarious to say terrifying unsexy shit during sex. “i can’t wait to cut you open and eat those delicious kidneys that belong to me….” you just look at him with your mouth open. you’d be better off ignoring his annoying ass he (probably) doesn’t mean it.
𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 + 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ☆
𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐞. 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 :𝟑
𝐭𝐰𝐬/𝐜𝐰𝐬: 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐧 𝐠𝐮𝐭𝐬 (𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐦), 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐣.
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐚𝐟 𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧. 𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐝𝟎 (𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐫)
𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐂𝐒 ->
We’ve had our era years ago of unnecessary twinkification or crps, it’s time to be fr
He’s 6’6. Cause. Yeah. As shown in the middle image above, he’s a big dude. MUSCLES!!!!!
He literally eats people and I personally hc he hunts them down himself, ESPECIALLY if he’s super hungry. So he’s gotta have some muscle on him. (Foaming at the mouth rn)
Has ombré (retractable) claws u will not change my mind. His blood is either the same kinda ooze that comes from his eyes or a dark blue
He’s really fucking warm. Like he’s a god to be around in the winter because he’s just insanely hot. Figuratively and literally
I’m tryna figure out what he voice sounds like in my head, I definitely think it’s really deep. Forgive me but I think he’d sound a bit like corpse husband
He can definitely growl, but almost never does it because there’s no reason to since he’s level headed and hard to piss off, but also because it’s genuinely scary 😭😭
Not my original hc but I saw someone once saying he purrs in his sleep and AGH YES!!!
Has thermal vision: I think I mentioned this before, but I really enjoy this hc. As I’ve Also said before, he’s got really sensitive hearing and smell because of his lack of proper sight.
Is a gentle giant 100%. As much as Jeff can try his hardest to piss him off, he’s hyper aware of his strength and how easily he could tear someone apart if he lost control and that’s the last thing he wants, so he makes sure to keep his cool
Even if he’s somehow managed to get pissed off, if he can’t leave the situation he’ll just get more verbally aggressive (never physically) but if he CAN leave the situation, he removes himself immediately to make sure he or anyone else isn’t hurt.
Is actually really good with Sally and young kids in general, but has no idea how to handle babies. At all. Mostly because he’s scared he’ll drop them, but also because he can’t communicate with them like he can with young kids, and the crying and screaming babies do really upsets his sensitive hearing and ears 😭
Rarely removes his mask around the other creeps, and only really takes it off infront of sally and when it’s a small group of calmer proxies.
Loves loves LOVES to read books. It’s his favourite thing to do in his spare time
He either really loves or hates coffee, I haven’t made my mind up. But I’m pretty certain that he never drinks alcohol, because he doesn’t ever want to be put in a situation where he’s out of control.
Probably smells blood after he’s eaten, but most of the time has a really nice earthy kinda scent to him
He uses Aussie hair products fight me rn. Look me in the eyes and tell me he doesn’t have luscious curls..
uhm sorry he likes sealife and worships David Attenborough i dont make the rules
Really likes the Lego Batman movie. I won’t elaborate
𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐂𝐒 ->
As I said before, gentle giant
Isn’t overly affectionate at first because he’s a lot more nervous than given credit for, and will sometimes overthink it if he wants to hug you or hold your hand because he’s scared of his claws or misjudging his own strength.
So if you wanna hug him I think he’d, at first, just kinda stand there awkwardly and stiffly but would probably give your head a soft pat or rub your back if you insist.
Eventually he’d probably become a lot more comfortable, and more secure and confident that he wouldn’t hurt you
(It’ll take quite a bit or convincing but oh well)
Is more than happy to let you read with him or be in the Same room as him, no matter what you’re doing. Just being in each others company is sweet and enough :D
hugs from behind from this man would be legendary bro. ESPECIALLY CAUSE HES SO WARM AUGH 💔💔
i dont think hes as possessive as the other creeps (cough cough the diy scrub daddy) (jeff) but he can certainly be protective imo
godly cook. bro.. i want him to make me food rn..
as in u call up this mf at 3 in the morning to ask for some spaghetti bolognese with extra cheese and my boy is in the kitchen before u can blink
like the real man he is 🔥🔥🔥🔥
look me in the eyes and try and tell me his claws wouldn't give GODLY scalp massages bro.
Is really good damn attentive, especially when it comes to people he cares for. As in he knows ur sleeping, eating, breathing patterns like the back of his hand to make sure that he notices immediately if anything is wrong
Likes watching his partner sleep NOT IN A CREEPY WAY. just probably finds it really enjoyable and endearing to see someone he cares for so much in such a vulnerable and calm state
He’s so silly I’m in love with him
I’m honestly not sure what kinda pet names he would use, because he doesn’t seem the type to use the generic “babe/baby” to me, but he’s def not like Jeff (who will come up with the most downright jaw droppingly nasty names ever for fun)
He’d probably use either “sweetheart” or “darling” nothing too major, but would probably just mostly use a shortened version of your name or a nickname he gives u. He silly he bbg
Really loves cats. Really really loves them, and will get on one knee and propose to you if you have any (/hj.)
𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚/𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐣 𝐬𝐨 :𝟑
Game night with the pastas
🎯 This is a way to keep harmony in the mansion and prevent that hell gets there. It's like a purge day, they can do (almost) everything that they desire in this one game night as long as they behave before and after
🎯 there'll be all kinds of games you can imagine, from Mario kart to black jack to monopoly. And all of the pastas will participate in at least 2 of them
🎯 Everyone knows Ben is the king of Mario kart but, surprisingly enough, Sally is as good as if not a little bit better than him. Maybe is because everyone takes easy on her or maybe is because she's that good.
🎯 Once in a blue moon, the pastas will convince Slender to join them in the game night. When he does he absolutely SMASHES everyone in almost all games, centuries of life (and maybe his mind reading power) made him a god in games. The only ones that he doesn't win are the electronic ones but "is just because I can't play them" in his words ((the truth is that he hasn't figured out how to even grab the controller))
🎯 Surprise to some, Jeff sucks in almost every game except Mario kart and black jack
🎯 They WILL play cards against humanity in every game night. Jane, Nina and Kate are the ones that win the most although everyone has their fair share of wins
🎯 They used to make money bets in various games but it would result in almost all of them cheating and in absolute caos. Money bets are now banned for good
🎯 Truth or dare is a must for them and everyone is forced to play.
🎯 The child pastas will participate in the beginning of the game night, it'll be significantly easier and family friendlier when they're there but as soon as they go to sleep that's when the real show begins
🎯 One time (after the childs are in bed) they played a strip game. Masky was the only one fully clothed after it ends, although he didn't cheat everyone secretly thinks he did.
🎯 Blood painter and LJ are kings in "guess who" with 3 or less clues they can already get it right
🎯 They always play Uno to end the night, is quick and fun. They'll have quirky rules like the "7 no talk", "9 slap the pile" and "0 switches", combining +2s with +4s is allowed and stacking them is also allowed. Due to the huge number of players they'll combine 3 or 4 decks Wich results in an significant increase of special cards which equals more caos
🎯 They have almost all the board and videogames known to man is insane
🎯 By the children request, they one time played hide and seek in the woods. It took almost all night for it to end
🎯 Toby smashes everyone in poker, I'll not elaborate
🎯 there's always alcohol, all kinds. wich if you stop to think isn't a very good idea. Mentally unstable people some of them taking heavy medication, competitive games and alcohol aren't exactly a good mix but who cares right?
🎯 MUSIC!! They have a collective playlist that lasts AT THE VERY LEAST 13 hours. They put it on random every game night. It goes from children music, to funk to rock and heavy metal to classical to pop. Is super chaotic
He accidentally hurts you (Eyeless Jack edition)
I've been meaning to explore something like this and I'm still hungry for angst! Very heavy on my hc of "eyeless jack is cursed and has moments where his monstrous side takes a hold of him especially when it craves flesh",
Basic idea is reader gets hurt, jack smells blood, curse immediately totally takes over, blah blah things happen
More fan fiction-y than my usual short headcannons, but still using the bullet point format since I couldnt commit to the bit
Cw for mild injury, blood, mentions of SH but I wont dwell on it
Not proof read we die like Jack's self esteem
It wasnt too often that the ugliest side of Jack's curse showed itself; at least that's what you thought. You were under the impression that it happened rarely, due to the fact that you only visit Jack when he gives you the go ahead, on nights where he knows it wouldn't be an issue
But tonight, as your anniversary draws near, you decided to drop in unexpected for a night with your boyfriend. It was hard enough getting to his cabin, what with the rain and it being dark..
When you made it to his door, you could hear... noises..
Growls, hisses, howls; all pained. It sounded like there was a fight happening on the other side of the door... the sound of things being thrown and someone's body slamming against the walls made your worry spike
Of course you opened the door, fearing that someone had intruded into your partners cabin.. but when you threw it open, you saw that Jack was alone. Covered in bruises, and his arms bloodied with claw marks and bite wounds; showing off his blackened, inky blood. The man's small body heaved with ragged breaths as his empty sockets locked onto you
You quickly explained yourself after assessing that he was in one of his.. low points..
He wanted you to leave, but the rain had become to pour harsher outside; far too dangerous to walk out alone
And how could you leave him be when he was so obviously wounded? You insisted on patching him up, to which Jack reluctantly agreed to.
So you took him to the bathroom and took out his small first aid kit, and got to work.
Washing the wounds, adding pressure to where he needed it, added bandages. When you were done, you placed a light kiss on his arms
That seemed to soften him up, even through his building bloodlust and hunger
"I'll go get some bedding and we can set camp out in the living room," you said, trying to keep him pacified. He seemed to enjoy the idea..
He was smiling.. that's good, and his breathing seemed to calm down just a touch, though it was still on the.. hissy growly side..
You headed to his room, gathered some of his comforters and pillows, and walked to the living room, then went to his room a second time to grab his radio, knowing it can help keep him calm.
Unfortunately; due to the cabin being run down, one of the wooden floorboards was loose and lightly curled upwards... and, well. You tripped. You managed to save the radio, somehow, but your face slammed down onto the floor
You cursed, and pressed a finger up to your upper lip.. yep, that's blood.. lots of it, the burning in your face intensifying as the pain set in, making your eyes water
Before you even had time to process anything else, a growl caught your attention. Spinning around, still on the floor, you saw Jack. The leaking ink of his eyes doubled in pace and volume; making a mess of his face and shirt as his bared teeth flashed down at you, nose flared and ears peaked at attention. Because of course, how could you forget, the smell of blood is basically a death sentence when Jack's curse is flared.
Your mind raced as you scooted backwards, Jack seemed to be fighting himself; but he lost. Before you could choose between running or bracing, he jumped on you
Bracing it was, then. Your arms shot up in front of you, and you felt white hot pain almost immediately
But just as soon as he jumped on you, you felt him pull himself off. Blood was all over his jaw, and getting spread all over the floor as he began to force himself to spit it out. Growls were replaced by low whines, before he scampered off, leaving you alone
It all happened so fast you were left confused on the floor, holding your arm. It felt worse than it looked; his teeth didnt seem to go that deep, and since he didnt... pull at you with his teeth still in, you were still intact... that was nice, at least..
Your mind went back to racing as you processed what happened.. you needed to get cleaned up before Jack slipped again
And that's exactly what you did; you rushed into the bathroom you were in just earlier, and began the process of cleaning the wound..
After a minute, the door cracked open; Jack peered in, more mellowed out than before but guilt was written all over his face. It was clear he was still struggling with his hunger, and you can tell just by looking that he was debating whether or not to approach you
His face twisted in pain when he, although hard to tell due to his lack of eyes, seemed to glance at the wound
"Its not that bad," you insist, but he shook his head. "You could have died.. I should have dealt with this sooner, you shouldn't have to.." he trailed off, "get hurt," he finished. His ears drooped slightly as he slumped. He pushed the door open, and entered the bathroom
His hands shook slightly as he removed yours from your arm. "Its my fault, I need to fix it.." he mumbled. You didn't push him away, although it may have been a dumb idea to let the starving man eater handle your bloodied arm
Cleaned, applied pressure, bandaged
He stared at the bandages, still holding your arm in his hands
You finally noticed just how cold he was. Jack was always on the cooler side, but at the moment he was freezing, even though he was covered in a layer of sweat
He ran his clawed fingers along where the wound would be, as light as a feather, as not to risk hurting you again
He leaned down, and lightly pressed a kiss to the bandages; just as you done for him
"Im so sorry," he whimpered, leaving another kiss
"You shouldn't have to be put in danger just to try to help me," his eyes welled with inky tears, and he left another kiss
"You shouldn't have to see me like this," his voice creaked out, another kiss
He was about to lay down a fifth kiss, but you stopped him
You reassure him; it wasn't exactly his fault. He didnt ask to be cursed, he didn't mean any of this to happen, he had been roped and manipulated into the situation that made him this way. You reassured him that you'd heal, and you weren't going to think badly of him, how you took the chance for something like this to happen when you first got together. Things like that. Though, this will call for a more in depth discussion about how to prevent this in the future, make a system and means of communication so he can warn you ahead of time during flare ups... but right now, comfort was top priority
It took a minute, but his tears slowed and he got control on his breathing. He whimpered, before peeling himself off of you
He backed off, but you tugged him into your arms
Cue the waterworks, again. You both hugged, not speaking.. just standing there for a few minutes. He rested his head on your chest, and you rested yours in his shoulder. You pulled away, and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "Do you still want me to stay?", you asked. He looked conflicted. He didnt want to run the risk, but he didnt want to be alone. Besides, the storm was still raging outside
"Why don't you.. stay here tonight, I'll step out.." he said softly as he stepped back. He cut you off before you could respond, "I'll be back soon, I just.. need to get this.." he gestured to himself, "dealt with, I don't feel safe having you around.. its only a matter of time before.. " he trailed off. You nodded, "I understand.. be back in the morning?"
He hesitated, before nodding back, "I'll be back as soon as I can be," he said quietly
You let him make his way to the front door, tugging his hold and mask on
"I love you," you said as you watched him open the door
"I love you, too," he said, the cracks returning in his voice, likely choking down his emotions again
"We'll talk.. more about this in the morning," he added, smoother this time
"Alrighty," was all you said
And he left for the night, closing the door behind him
I hope that wasny too bad
This was really just a VERY vague idea I had for a few days that i wanted to write but I'm too lazy to do proof reading and rough drafts <\3 and im not used to writing longer detailed stuff like this, let alone dialogue
I hope it's not too cringe, I feel like the ending it rushed because
I didnt know how to end it
Eyeless jack angst
eyeless jack dating headcanons pls :)
𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬*ೃ༄
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He broke into your apartment with the intentions of harvesting your organs.
When he held the scalpel to your hip, and you began to stir awake. Mf froze.
“What the fuck?”
Now bro only kills to eat, and when he does, he make sure it’s as painless for the victim as possible (unless he’s in a frenzy).
And That so called victim being awake? That just makes it 100x harder to get the task done.
And when you wake up to see a 6’6 man with an oddly terrifying blue mask holding a scalpel to your hip?
You (rightfully) freak tf out.
He’s not a sadist like some ppl… (cough Jeff Cough) So he probably awkwardly retreated back out to your window.
To the actual dating headcanons now.
You find it so cool that your bfs a demon. He doesn’t really understand your excitement about it, since it’s literally a curse for him.
This boy is a walking furnace, he’s so cozy. So lots of winter cuddle sessions. Also perfect for when you on your period.
He purrs in his sleep. You can’t change my mind.
He likes when you read to him, he struggles to see (ik ik, he’s eyeless n shit, but I like to think he can still see, it’s js rlly rlly blurry.) So when you can’t read to him, he just listens to audio books.
He’s a gentle giant towards you, y’all literally so cute.
He has like animalistic like senses. So he can hear, and smell very well. So he can smell when you change your perfume or shampoo.
Imagine him leaning down to hug you (since you’re prob shorter than this tall ahh mf) and he smells your hair. He’ll randomly say shit like-
“Did you change your shampoo?”
When he started getting comfortable taking his mask off around you, everytime he does you call him ‘Pretty boy’ 🤭.
HE WILL FOLD. Partially bcs he likes getting praised. Partially bcs he’s not a fan of the whole demon look.
His morning voice is literally so sexy help.
Yk when you have like a sore head, and then you ask Google what’s up and Google’s all like ‘lol bitch you’re gonna die.’ You ask him about it obviously freaked out and he had to reassure your fine.
Walks in the rain at like 4am.
Every time he sees you, he’ll give you a quick forehead kiss.
Pls pls pls pls pls pls pls, I’m begging you. On my knees and begging for you to not look inside his mini fridge he has sitting in your storage room. Thank u.
He’s got some pretty gnarly things in there. Just be thankful he has the decency to not cross contaminate that shit with your food.
You guys slow dance in the kitchen to Mitski. He spins you around and all that cute shit.
He’s overprotective of you, and when you do get him to come out in public with you, he will growl at anyone that gets a little too close for his likings.
Wearing his hoodie. It just makes his dead heart happy.
When you guys are cuddling in your bed at night, he’ll randomly nibble on your neck. He has sharp ass teeth so it’s a bit nippy, but he makes sure to be extra careful to not draw blood.
He smothers you when you’re under the weather. He’s literally so sweet omfg.
When you guys argue which is like 10% of the time, it takes awhile for him to get agitated. But even when he does he will NEVER raise his hands to you.
He will though, get a bit mean, he probably doesn’t mean what he says it’s just a defence mechanism.
He makes it up to you with a cute little gift basket (he stole it.)
Y’all have probably kissed, and he still had the taste of blood in his mouth from eating<3
(He can’t steal your organs but he can deffo rearrange them iykwim.)
🪓 — Heart to Unbeating Heart
a boy who lost everything sits in the pews of an abandoned church with a beast who feasts on man.
- jack sat silently in the pews of an abandoned church he would visit on a particularly hard day. he remained still as the cool air was only accompanied by the soft pattering of the rain outside. the shower leaked its way through the rotting rooftop and onto the decaying wooden floors.
- the occasional roar of thunder bellowed out across the dark late evening skies, causing jack to hold his breath for a moment in fear that god had found him. he knew he had no place in a holy house of the father, he had been stripped of that right when he had lost his humanity.
- with another crack of thunder, the beast heard the sound of the church doors slamming open. yet still, he remained. an unfortunately familiar voice echoed through the nave, characteristically loud and intrusive.
- “ive been looking for you, you sneaky fucker.”
- a frustrated sigh escaped through the sharp teeth of the demonic once-man as he stood up and faced the noise. though his sight had long been replaced with thick black tar, his sharp senses allowed him to see in many other ways. the boy at the entrance smelt of death and ash, a perfect example of the person he was. it seemed everything he touched turned to char and all he knew was how to burn down everything around him. all he knew was that when the world got rough, he had to get rougher to match.
- “its toby, blind fuck.” the boy spoke in a strained, harsh tone, as if he were injured. jack knew this to be true as the putrid smell of blood overcame the calming scent of wet wood and divinity of the church.
- “i know.” jack replied, not moving from where he stood. “well then help me out here! fuck!” toby snapped and limped his weak, nearly mangled body towards the larger being who was known for his impressive anatomical knowledge. on occasion, jack would do medical check-ins for the reckless boy who endured a condition that wouldn’t let him feel, or understand injurious pain responses.
- toby pushed past jack and threw himself onto the pew, his frame was significantly smaller and lankier than the beasts, but jack knew he was no match in combat with the experienced younger. in the house of god, during the storm, he had no choice but to assist in patching his wounds.
- as the grey-tinted claws of his made their way around the open wounds, he came to realize how severe the injuries truly were. multiple deep cuts that desperately needed stitches were etched into tobys arm and torso, as if he was mauled. hearing a bag unzipping, he felt medical supplies being placed into his once-hands.
- “this… this is all i got, can you work with it?” toby spoke through a hitched breath, and jack heard the strength escape the lively boy with the blood he was losing.
- “needle and thread…? and…” he took a deep breath in, “homebrew.”
- “listen, if you cant help me… ill go fu.. fucking find someone else.”
- hostility was second nature to the human. toby had war tearing through his teeth and he wore his anger like a badge of honour. this was in contrast to jack who was a rather passive being. the two had their differences.
-“no, i can work with this. sit still.”
- his sharp, thick once-hands steadily stuck the piece of thread through the sewing needle, and placed it to the side. he then opened the bottle of liquor which immediately filled the cold, rainy air with a strong almost sour smell. jacks sensitive nose scrunched as he poured the alcohol onto tobys open wounds to clean them as much as it could.
- as the creature worked at the injuries beside the boy joining him in the pews, toby stared up at a decaying crucifix statue up at the collapsing altar ahead. he took a deep breath in as all time escaped his perception. in this moment, it was him and a demon in a place they shouldn’t have been in, all long forgotten by civilization.
- jack noticed the unusual silence in the boy, and made awkward conversation.
- “what happened to you..?”
- “you know me, always disobeying. got into a fight, thats all.”
- “with masky?”
- “with brian.”
- a sudden twitch from the tourettes ridden juvenile stopped jack for a moment as he allowed the other to collect himself again. to hear he had been fighting with brian thomas of all people, a man he thought toby had at least a semblance of respect for, was a small surprise. or possibly no surprise at all.
- the wounded continued, breaking the heavy silence. “i did what i had to do.” the air began to grow suffocating.
- “no, toby. there are lines you shouldn’t cross,” the beast scolded softly.
-“there are lines i cross to survive. you know all ‘bout that don’t you?” toby spoke lowly.
-“you seem to have lost your humanity, then.”
- toby silently mouthed off, knowing jack couldn't see the mocking expressions he made. a whisper of frustration escaped the elders mouth for a moment as he scrambled to patch up a reopened wound that was now gushing blood.
- in attempts to distract, jack continued. “have you ever heard the story of icarus?”
- “what? the fucking idiot who flew too close to the sun?”
- “they say that on his way down, he was cheering and hollering. died with hunger in his eyes.” jack worked his stitches tighter this time, learning from his mistake. he never once looked up to meet the boys gaze as he spoke.
- “and your point is?”
- “have you ever tried praying?”
- toby scoffed at the question, turning his head away from looking at jack to glare at the statue ahead. “i have. but no matter what forgiveness i get for the shit i do, i know ill do it again.” the younger spoke, quietly this time. he did not break his stare at christ.
- there was a long pause of silence that lingered for a moment, and the conversation between the two stood still in the doorway as though it did not want to make its leave yet. as jack worked on the deep gashes, and toby looked up at the son of god, both of them kept their thoughts to themselves for the moment. only the rain filled the room, and the smell of blood.
- finally, toby spoke.
- “i wonder if jesus ever hated his father.”
- the sudden change in tone from a harsh one, to one that was soft, meaningful, made jacks unbeating heart sink for a moment.
- “jesus was not human enough for that.” jack responded.
- toby smirked at the irony, eyeing the demonic figure patching him up.
- “thats a rich judgment coming from you,” he teased.
- “call it an educated guess.”
- “do you ever miss your father?” toby spoke softly once again. he looked at the scars and blood that littered his body. some of which existed long before he had became a proxy.
- “no, i dont think of those things anymore,” jack paused for a moment before continuing, “… do you?”
- another pause.
- “i do. i do, and i dont know why,” the wounded replied.
- the beast questioned him, “do you miss your father, or do you need a father?”
- toby stared up again in the eyes of jesus and thought about it for a moment.
- “i want to be something great, something so biblical theres statues of me up in buildings made in my honour,” the boy painted a picture of virtuous suffering, “i want to be so great i dont need a father.”
- “even christ needed a father.”
- “so then what will become of me?” toby questioned with soft concern.
- jack let out a low chuckle to himself as he poked another needle through the pale skin of the bleeding boy.
- toby stared for a second, taken aback by the witty reply.
- “youre too smart for your own good jack.”
- “you sound like my mother”
- the sound of the two mens chuckling escaped their smile-twisted mouths like an intertwined dance of companionship and further beneath, a mutual understanding.
- passing casual chatter that opened the weight of the air came to a close as the medic creature finished the last of the stitches. he instructed toby to sit still for awhile and allow himself to recover, knowing fully well the boy wasn’t going to listen. to his surprise, though, toby remained seated. he had a slight smile on his face as he looked forward.
- “never thought i’d catch myself in one of these places,” he spoke with a hint of nostalgia for what could’ve been on his tongue.
- “i used to frequent church, until my transformation. i have long stopped going since i have done what ive done,” jack opened up, sitting still beside the other.
- “god doesn’t care what you have done.”
- “i do. i care.”
- the church was silent. the tall, crumbling statue of jesus stood before the two men.
- “you know you need to be more careful. you throw yourself around recklessly and get others to clean up your mess. what if one day nobody comes to save you?” the tar-eyed once-man spoke in a lecture that coated concern.
- “thats fine. i know im going to end up dying like a dog. ive known this for awhile now.”
- “and you think fighting for your place in this world will make you any more deserving? you act as if you need to earn your right to exist.”
- “you know nothing of war,” toby sneered.
- “you know nothing of mercy,” jack replied.
- “who needs mercy?”
- “you do, toby.”
- toby fiddled with his thumbs, he swallowed, but never did he break his stare from that forsaken statue.
- “god knows what you’ve done, and he still loves you,” jack reassured, speaking words only known to him in his religious past. he knew nothing better than to speak words of faith, its all the tragic creature had left of his humanity.
- “is that supposed to make shit better? he’s still god, and i’m still a killer. his love wont scrub the blood from my hands.”
- “you’re only human.”
- the words that escaped jacks mouth made toby turn his head to face the beast. for a moment, he had forgotten him and the demon weren’t one in the same. he stared.
- “you know, i always seem to forget that. i was just a boy once, before i became this”
- jack stared back through black sockets.
- “you still are. just a boy, i mean.”
- a deep sigh escaped toby, and he noticed the rain had stopped. the night was young and his wounds were patched. he was done here, and it was time to make his leave.
- steadily, he stood up and began to repack his bag as jack stood and watched through his black, dripping sockets. toby weakenly lifted his hatchet from the floor and dragged it behind him as he made his way to the church doors, stepping through the blood-mixed water puddles on the damaged floors.
- “your kind, the proxies. you have always treated me as if i wasnt an abomination. ive always appreciated that,” jack confessed, stopping the leaving boy in his tracks. distance between them was now large, but after tonight, they knew the connection they developed would stay.
- “well, we know another human being when we see one.”
- toby swung his dragging hatchet over his shoulder and made his leave out of the decaying church doors, pushing his limping body.
- jack stood in silence for a moment before he turned around to face that familiar crucifix statue of jesus that stared down at him in disdain. he reached down and picked up a piece of rubble off of the ground, reeling his arm back and chucking it at the head of christ.
- despite everything, jack was still alive. and despite god, he held humanity in his veins.
Hi can you do toby and ej having a breeding kink?
Thanks for the request :)
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Toby and Eyeless Jack having a breeding kink:
Toby does wish to have kids in the future.
During sex, he would love to breed you. Whether you can or not get pregnant.
He will whisper filthy things in your ear, saying stuff like how beautiful you will look with his child growing inside of you or how much your womb wants his semen inside of you.
Toby gets so horny thinking about filling you up with his cum until you're overflowing.
He will also beg for you to give him a child when he's fucking you.
If he's fucking you in doggystyle, he will hold your tummy and think about you being pregnant.
Jack is a demon, and his sense of smell is good, so he can smell you when you're ovulating. He knows that's the best opportunity to breed you.
Jack will get so horny at the thought of getting you pregnant with his demon babies.
He will fill your pussy up with so much cum and get mad when he sees his cum spill out of your pussy.
Jack will tell you how much of a filthy slut you're squeezing his cock begging for his cum, and how you want to get knocked up by him.
After all the baby making sex, he will act sweet. He kisses you and prepares you for a warm bath.
Have a nice day :)
Y/N: [Does something stupid and gets hurt]
EJ: After I lovingly nurse you back to health, I’m going to kill you.
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Characters : Jeff the Killer, BEN Drowned, Eyeless Jack, “Ticci” Toby, Tim/Masky, Brian/Hoodie, Jane the Killer, Nina the killer
Notes : SO SORRY THIS IS SO LONG I GOT CARRIED AWAY! Anyways thank you for reading, hope you have a lovely day !
Jeff the Killer :
Now hear me out, but Acts of Service. JUST LISTEN OK! My idea of Jeff isn’t a crazy touchy person, just not his thing. However, he deeply appreciates you doing small things for him. Cleaning his wounds and getting the stains out of his clothes. His favorite is when you make dinner, but put his portion in the fridge for him to heat up when he gets home. When he does arrive, your asleep on the couch with a note telling him dinner is in the fridge. In return, he does small things for you, such as not getting blood everywhere and helping pay bills (he steals money from victims)
BEN Drowned :
Quality time. Anytime with him is meaningful. Just sitting on his bed, cuddling and playing videogames. Sitting at the island in your kitchen while you make a frozen pizza for dinner, just cutting up and enjoying each others presence. Anytime he can get with you is perfect, he doesn’t care what your doing. He also loves to talk to you, listen to him rant about all his favorite interest and he’s fallen head over heals for you
Eyeless Jack :
Oddly enough, but physical touch. If EJ is letting you touch him, he trust you A LOT! He adores cuddling, especially on rainy days where he can’t go out and do stuff. Just sitting in bed, maybe scrolling through your phone, and listening to the rain with his arms wrapped around you. He also does small things in public to make others aware that your his. His hand on your back, arm around your shoulder, something small but noticeable. Like many of the other pastas, he would fight anyone for you
“Ticci” Toby :
Gifting Giving, both giving and receiving. They absolutely love it whenever you give them something, even if it’s super small. In return, Toby will bring you anything they think you’ll like, or anything that reminds them of you. It’s their way of showing that they think of you, that your always on their mind.
Tim / Masky :
Acts of Service, hands down. Tim especially loves it whenever he comes home and there’s a nice hot meal cooking or laying out on the dining room. His laundry is randomly washed, the bed is made, anything small that he doesn’t have to do. In return, Tim does whatever he can do to help you around the house. Any kind of chores, yard work, anything at all, just say it and it’s done.
Brian / Hoodie :
Physical touch. My idea of Brian is a very touchy person, very touchy. Anytime he can get his hands on you, he will. Pulling you closer in a room full of people, holding your hands and dragging you across the house, anything to do with touching. He also enjoys the touch! Randomly hugging him from behind, kisses, anything.
Jane the Killer :
In all honesty, I think it would be gift giving. I could see Jane having a lot of them, just like a few other pastas, but Jane adores giving you gifts. Need more nail polish? You’ve got it. In need of a new painting for your wall? Get in the car, your going home decor shopping. Jane just loves to spoil you and she loves to see the smile on your face anytime you receive a new gift. Jane loves anything you do, from physical touch to acts of service!!
Nina the Killer :
Another gift giver! Nina, similar to Jane, loves any and all kind of affection, they eat it up. But Nina herself loves to give you small things. They will come home one afternoon, more bubbly than normal, then pull out a small rock and smile brightly. She picked it up cuz it reminded her of you!! Duh!!! She doesn’t go crazy with the money thing, unless she sees something she knows you’ll love, but it’s mostly small trinkets and such.
Weird Headcanon Time
Laughing Jack and Eyeless Jack have the best tongues for oral (but for different reasons):
LJ’s tongue is like, crazy long (and yes, it’s black and white striped, just like his dick /hj). Like, fully unfurled it could probably touch the floor even though he’s pushing 8 ft tall. The best part though is that it’s incredibly dexterous. It moves like an extra limb, and LJ has so much control over it he knows just how to use it. He can’t exactly give oral the traditional way since his nose gets in the way and his teeth are waaaay too sharp, but he doesn’t have to with a tongue like that. It’s plenty long enough to wrap around your cock ten times over or hit all the right spots deep inside of you.
EJ has multiple tongues, about three to five (he doesn’t use all of them all the time), all dark bluish-black and squirming. He doesn’t have as much control over their movements, and they may not be as crazy long as LJ’s (even though theyre DEFINITELY longer than a human’s), but god are they thick, not to mention slick and slimy. They’re warm too, not cold like you’d expect when they’re so wet. It makes it easier for them to slip into you, and the way they squirm around as if they have a mind of their own is delightfully pleasurable.
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