#yandere eyelessjack

[starisg]

Nina The Killer

[chaotic-vibes-only-please]

Can I have an order of yandere eyeless jack (I lovee ur au and how you write him) with a side of angst?

~torva

Snapped- Yandere Eyeless Jack x Reader

A/N: Here's your tea!🍵 Thank you!🤭💕 Not my best, but I tried 🥲

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, angst, conflict, screaming, hurt, Stockholm syndrome implied, toxic relationships

Masterlist

To say you were hurting is an understatement. You're dying inside. How long has it been since you've seen the sun? The dark room around you only shows a subtle glow from behind black out curtains covering the window. What season is it? How long have you been here for? It was the end of summer when he took you. As the days pass by, you've lost track of the concept named time. You just want to see the sky again, that's all you want.

A knock on your door has you tensing up. After a few moments, the sound of locks being messed with rings through your ears before the door creaks open. You cast your gaze at your hands, shackles jingling around your wrists. Heavy footsteps make the floorboards creak as he walks towards the bed you're sitting on.

"Hello Little One, I've missed you" His demonically deep voice speaks. You shiver when he sits on the matress, making it sink from his weight. His strong arms snake around your waist, pulling you towards him as he gets situated with his back pressing against the headboard. Jack places you on his lap, gloved hands resting on your hips. You don't dare flinch at his touch. It's disgusting how used to his affections you are.

"Hi Jack, how was your day?" You force yourself to say without stuttering. He slides off his mask, revealing his undeniable handsome paranormal features. Jack frowns and shakes his head, throwing the mask to the floor. You grow nervous, sensing he's in a bad mood. His lips are tugged into a slight frown, his eye sockets narrowed and brows furrowed. He inhales then exhales, broad chest expanding and deflating.

"Not so pleasant sadly. Hunting did not go so well, I'm currently still annoyed" Jack ponders out loud, tracing his fingers down your cheek to your neck and collarbone. He draws patterns on your skin. You nod in "understanding" and bite your lip, wanting to ask him an important question that's been on your mind for a long time. Maybe now isn't the best moment to do it, but your patience is thin.

"I'm sorry" You reach over and pet his auburn hair. He casts you a wary look, surprised at how willing you are to touch him. As a matter of fact...you aren't hesitating to let Jack hold you in his arms. A deep vibration roars from his chest, emitting a low purr. You're putting on an act like you always do. You do what you can to survive.

"You're in a good mood today" Jack notes and straightens out the giant hoodie covering your figure, fixing the wrinkles. After all it is his piece of clothing. He made you wear it because you look so...small and cute with the fabric engulfing you. Plus, you smell like him.

"Can I ask you a question?" Your voice grows timid, heart palpitating in your chest. Jack raises an eyebrow and leans back, waiting for you to continue.

"Go ahead" He sniffs the air, smelling the sweet fear wafting from your pheromones. What could possibly be riling up his mate like this? Poor you, shaking in his lap and gripping the hem of the hoodie that ends at your mid thighs. You look so fragile and broken. The sick part of him enjoys the submissive state you're in while the other wishes he could comfort you.

"I want to go outside. Please Jack, I promise I won't try to run again-" You begin to rant, only to be interrupted and shut down immediately.

"The answer is no. You know better not to ask such idiotic questions" Jack spits his bitter words right at your face. The viens on his hands move as they tighten into fists then become lax. A drop of sweat slithers down the back of your neck.

"I...I miss my family" You whisper, a longing to see your loved ones again diminishes the usual obident nature you hold. You want to see them.

"You don't need to miss them. I'm here" Your fingers begin to twitch. Of course he'd say that. His tone is so cold and...harsh it makes you shiver with anger. "Maybe your inferior human brain can't comprehend the rules I've established" He degrades you further. You think of rule number four, never try or ask to leave. You grind your rows of teeth together, blood rushes to your ears producing a slight numb ringing. "Do I need to repeat them to get it through your thick skull?" And that's the icing on the cake. Your fury tips over, spilling out of your self control. You've taken so much verbal and physical abuse that you're at the end of your patience with him.

"I hate you" You look him in the void darkness of his sockets, giving a glare as hard as stone on your features. Jack instantly stiffens, the room falling silent. His hands freeze on your waist. His jaw drops before snapping shut, unable to believe his ears. What did you just say to him? "I hate you. You never let me talk. You say you love me, but you don't. Because if you truly loved me, you'd let me be happy. But, all you are is a selfish parasite that's latched onto me and continues to suck the life out of my soul!" Your voice raises in volume until you're screaming. "I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!" You yell at him and pound your fists on his sturdy chest before clawing at your arms, tugging your sleeves up. "ARE YOU PROUD OF THIS? ARE YOU HAPPY HURTING ME? THE PERSON YOU LOVE?" You're on a roll, nothing can shut you up now, only death itself. "LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID TO ME!"You show your red and scarred wrists from your restraints. You yank off the sweatshirt as best as you can with the shackles and chains to show the bruises and bite marks. Ugly purple and green, even dark blue litter your abdomen. The healing bite marks had to be stitched up, they left scars.

You're panting heavily as you show off your black and blue torso, littered with cuts and bite marks from all the times you've "misbehaved". Jack is stunned to say the least. You cant tell if he's pissed, regretful, or just plain shocked. He stares at you with an emotionaless expression that frightens you more then when he's raised his voice. Jack's only yelled at you once, once since you've gotten here and that was because you'd almost managed to escape.

Without a single word, he grips your waist and lifts you off his lap. You gasp and squeeze your eyes shut, ready to be thrown or smacked. Jack sets you on the bed. You sink into the matress and watch him carefully. He only stands up and walks out the door. He closes it behind him, not saying a word. You blink at the exit in surprise. That's a new reaction from him. You don't know whether to be terrified or glad about his behavior. It only puts you on edge even more.

The house is eerily silent for the remainder of the day. You don't hear Jack's footsteps, the clanking of jars, or any sign of life. Only quietness. You try to focus on your novel, but you can't help the small punch of guilt in your gut. Why you feel this way, you don't know. He's a monster, he deserves every last one of the words you'd spat at him.

Knocking on your door has you jump in your seat. Oh no. Punishment? Torture? Threats? What awaits you out there? The knob slowly turns and in comes the said man who you'd been thinking of, dressed in a coat with a hood pulled over his head and black boots. Your eyes dart to the objects in his arms. A jacket that looks around your size and a pair of snow boots.

"You said you wanted to go outside correct?" He questions with a tilt of his head. You nod and Jack walks over, dumping the stuff into your lap. "We're going for a walk" He clears his throat and tilts his head in the direction of the hallway. He grabs your wrists one by one and unlocks the metal bands holding you hostage by using a key. After, You quickly snake your arms inside the sleeves and zip it up before slipping your feet inside the boots. You'd gotten dressed into a pair of sweatpants and a shirt earlier, not wanting to wear one of his sweatshirts due to the big fight. He then gives you a hat with a little cotton ball on the end of it. This means it's winter. "Come along" He holds out his hand. You hesitate for a moment before taking it in your own. It's a lot bigger then yours. You'd almost feel safe with that knowledge if you didn't know what Jack does on a daily basis.

Stepping outside for the first time in six months had tears falling down your cheeks. The cold air, smell of the woods makes you feel alive again. You breath it in with a huge grin. You tug Jack forward. He complies and let's you lead the way. The ground is covered in snow, bare tree branches are crystallized. The temptation when you stare at the white fluff takes over as you let yourself fall back into it. Jack looks down at you while your entire body rolls around in it. Your cheeks and nose turn red from the cold. But you don't care.

"Why didn't you tell me it was winter? We could've made snowmen and angels, forts, had snow fights..." You list off the possibilities. You stay on your back and look at the cloudy sky where small snowflakes pepper down on the world. Jack stands there awkwardly, not knowing what to do with himself. It's mind boggling that something little as snow could make you so happy. He makes a note that seeing you this content is way better than witnessing you in pain and suffering. The tall man sits down on the ground next to you.

"I'll take you out more often from now on" You perk up at this statement, a glimmer of hope building inside you. Escaping Jack is damn near impossible. You'd need to move to a different country. But, maybe you can do it. Just maybe with this new freedom and trust you've gained. The snow clings to the fabric of your pants and your coat, your skin, and it brings you back to a time where everything was okay. "As long as you behave of course" Jack reminds you. A shudder rolls down your spine. Of course, you can't get too ahead of yourself. He's a grade A hunter, a Predator, something that isn't human. Running may be hard, but not impossible. Although, would staying with Jack really be all that bad?

[jquiles410]

You Are My Sunshine (Yandere Eyeless Jack x Reader) - 9 (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/0RZ0w5t0mab What happens when a cannibal who owns a butcher shop in a small town with a small cemetery do when she meets Eyeless Jack? Will she be afraid? Will she call the cops? Or will they be friends? Possibly more? Find out in the NEW book called "You Are My Sunshine" by me! ~Jesse

[scary-lasagna]

Yandere hoodie and EJ with a s/o who accepts their affections and returns them?

Yandere!Hoodie

Relieved that you're finally coming around, he'll pull you in for a hug before you can think about rejecting him.

Once you start accepting his advances, Brian will be much more open and loving.

He gives you more kisses every time he comes home, instead of having to grab your jaw and slipping a kiss on your temple after staring into your frightened eyes.

You never knew what he was going to do next.

But, you realize all he wanted out of life was for you to love him.

He never wanted to hurt you or make you feel unsafe, just a few kisses are all he asks for.

He'll never leave your side now, you've already given him too much attention.

Now he craves it, every second of every day.

There will be days where he takes off of work just to spend extra time with you.

Which seems sweet at first, until it's revealed that he spent all night squeezing you against his chest and rambling about how you're stuck with him forever.

Brian will be more open to taking you outside on dates and errands that you want to tag along on.

Even with Brian's overprotectiveness, and urge to threaten anyone you come into contact with, Brian will start to create a delusion of living as a happy couple.

He knew he was wrong, taking you away from your previous life.

But now, the two of you can be happy, together.

As it was meant to be.

Yandere!EyelessJack

Raw confusion.

He'll think it's a poor attempt as a manipulation tactic for a while.

And if anything, he's going to be the one to reject your affection.

He tends to push people away once they become too involved with Jack.

There was a time where you ended up scaring him by trapping him in the corner for a loving embrace.

What the hell is wrong with you that makes you like him??

Slowly, but surely, he'll ease into the idea of willingly receiving affection from you.

Some doors will unlock themselves mysteriously, and Jack will leave your bedroom door open.

If you go on long enough he might allow you out of the house, with supervision of course.

Instead of peeking into your room to scare you with a glimpse of a scalpel, Jack will use his quietness to his advantage as he stares at your peaceful form.

He's won, that's it, there's nothing else to do with you know except kill you, only if he wanted to of course.

But your lap feels comfy to lay his head in, and he nearly feels relaxed without the nagging anxiety from your possible escape.

[starisg]

This is my valentines day special JEFFREY!!!! Isn't he so cute? This was supposed to be posted for valentines day but i just cannot figure out my college schedule yet! So i just post it today. -- I decided to make Jeffrey 5ft tall, as tall as Ailee! The reason why he was 3ft back then was because he was sort of a self-insert or i kin him in the roleplay, and i have horrible height dysphoria, which is why my young self made him 3ft tall, now that i am in legal age, i see that it is pretty messy... Since Jeffrey is with EJ, and EJ is 8ft tall, and 3ft is literally... Too small in reality, and as a responsible adult, i will put a stop to it! - - - - - #jeffthekiller #creepypasta #valentines #fanart #yandere #couple #eyelessjack #ej #janethekiller #slenderman #bendrowned #bendrowned #alt #emo #cute #kawaii #red #ribbon #black #redandblack #lgbtq #digitalart #alternative #ticcitoby https://www.instagram.com/p/Cow6wzrPgGf/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[chaotic-vibes-only-please]

The Butterfly Effect

(Yandere EJ x Reader)

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A/N: I update this way more frequently on Quotev, the format is much easier to use🥺 Here's my username if you want sooner chapters: Chaotic Cat

Chapter 1

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You sip on your iced coffee, taking in the bitter sweet flavor on your taste buds while watching other cars zoom by on the highway. Jack's focused on the road ahead. Music plays in the background, serenading the both of you to keep the peaceful silence going. You're too busy organizing the many anxious thoughts in your mind that make your stomach queasy. All of a sudden you lose your appetite and place the drink in a cup holder. Jack's humming does little to ease your nerves.

"Do you want the rest of that?" You offer the remaining half of your caffeinated beverage. Jack nods and grabs it, wrapping his lips around the straw as he navigates into the right lane. 

"You okay?" He asks after swallowing and places it back down. 

"I'm nervous" You admit and lean your head against the window, legs bent on the remaining space of the passenger's seat. Jack's hand finds your knee and he squeezes it. You smile at the gesture. He pulls it away a moment later to get ready for the next exit on the highway. He grips the steering wheel and nibbles on his bottom lip. 

"So am I" Jack confesses, knuckles turning white. You're about to ask why he's the one afraid when your phone vibrates. You glance at the screen, your favorite News app alerting that there's a new article out. You've got the location set in your home town.  The GPS on Jack's smartphone reads there's twenty minutes until arrival, might as well catch up on some articles. You tap the notification. It takes a few seconds to fully load before showing off the headliner written in bold letters. 

"Woah..." You mutter and quickly scroll down the various paragraphs, skimming them for information. The police seem to have a bunch of new leads regarding the murder spree happening in your neighborhood. It's been going on for months. And each body found has had their eyes removed, only to be replaced with black tarr. What a messed up world you live in. The whole case got so bad that the city now has a curfew when the sun goes down with police patrolling the streets throughout the night. 

"What?" Jack queries and turns his head towards you. You hold up a hand to tell him to wait as you absorb the newest updates. It includes a blurred out picture of the most recent corpse, a twenty year old woman named Gina. The victims always seem to be above 18 years old, but younger than 25. That's what the profile is. It puts both you and Jack in the kill range. 

"They're chalking up those murders from last week as cult related. Spooky right?" You shiver and shut off your phone, unable to read anymore. You're very squeamish when it comes to this kind of thing, and emotional. It's the fact that they're all young people just starting out in life and then having it stripped from them in an instant is what tugs at your heartstrings violently. 

"That is pretty scary, good thing we're two hours away from that crap" Jack comments with a look of disbelief. "Don't trust everything you read on there. The cult accusation might just be for publicity, to get a rise out of the public" He rolls his eyes and presses on the brakes to slow down the ramp. You click your tongue and glance at him. 

"You don't think it's a cult then?" Jack shrugs and props his elbow against the window ledge, driving with one hand onto a vacant street. You pick at your nails and study the upcoming billboard that says "Welcome to Lyndonberl" in fancy font. 

"I can't say, but a cult seems pretty far fetched like something from a horror movie" He takes another sip of your unwanted coffee before flicking his turn signal on to make a left. You close your eyes and slump back in your seat. It does seem like it belongs in some sort of crappy Netflix thriller. Still, things do happen even if they don't occur often. Who knows, maybe there really is a cult running rampid or there's a psychotic serial killer on the loose. 

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You carry three heavy duffel bags, two weighing on each of your shoulders and the third hanging off your arm. Jack hauls three boxes filled with various items, mostly clothing. The campus isn't too big, it's small actually but very nice. Everyone considers it pompous. You're currently in the long hallway that's located inside of the boys dorms. Jack and you stroll side by side, speed walking to your destination out of eagerness to see what the living arrangements here are like. 

"This building is pretty big, I wonder if your room will be too" You adjust the bags straps digging into your skin. It's a pretty place for sure. They have a beautiful garden surrounding the entire perimeter too. Your eyes can't detach themselves from looking out the windows down the corridor that shows a great view of the area. Jack is all smiles too, he continuously proceeds to try and pick up the pace of his footsteps. You have to jog to match his long strides, bags jolting against you in an uncomfortable manner. 

"Of course they are stupid, it's why we have room mates" Jack snickers, but slows down for you to catch up. "Why are your legs so short?" He complains and maneuvers the boxes a little to accommodate his grip. You give him an unappreciative glare and give his leg a small kick on your way past him. He chuckles and follows behind you. There's a door to your right reading 105. This is his room number. You knock on the door for him and wait to see if anyone's inside. It opens up, revealing a guy in a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie, earbuds in. 

"Hey there, I'm Greg. Are you my roommate?" The male takes them out of his ears and shoves the pair into his pocket. The flirty smile he shoots your way has you threatening to give him a smack across the face. 

"Nope, he is" You hum and step back to reveal Jack who is not looking happy about the exchange. The man's previous kind persona falls immediately and he groans dramatically. He steps out of the way and gestures inside of the dorm space. Jack grins and walks through, setting the boxes down to the side in the entrance way. You do the same with his duffel bags. 

"Then you must be his girlfriend, huh?" Jack wraps an arm around your waist and nods. Heat creeps through your skin and you elbow him in response. He grunts and rubs his abdomen. Greg laughs while pushing away some of his own luggage from the door. 

"Correction, best friend" You emphasize, almost stuttering from the flusteredness he'd bestowed upon you. Jack's smug smirk is plastered over his lips. 

"Alright Alright I get it, she's off limits fair enough" Greg teases and Jack seems to lighten up. 

"Thanks, anyway it's nice to meet you man. It's Jack by the way" He greets, flashing one of his charming smiles. Greg returns the contagious grin and shakes his hand firmly. Although a bit of a flirt, Greg is from what you can tell so far a goody guy. He doesn't look like the type to make it into medical school. His laid back appearance is a fresh wave of relief from the more uptight and formal students around here. 

"You too" He replies as they let go. Greg turns to you, sock covered foot tapping against the ground. 

"Do you know who your roommate is yet?" He asks while you look around the cute room. There's a small bathroom and one shared bedroom that's split straight in the middle with a piece of tape. The vacant side is Jack's while the other one filled with records and posters of rock bands on the wall is Greg's. There's a big window in the center of the room too, it looks out over the back end of the campus. A desk is placed on either side for their studies and a full size mattress frame too. 

"Yeah, a girl named Jenny Smith I think" You were informed after your class schedules were sent out through the mail late summer. Its your first time ever having a roommate and you hope they're nice. You go over to the windowsill and state out of it. Jack steps beside you, observing students below getting ready for a new year of grueling education. 

"Jenny huh? I went to middle school with that chick, she freaked everyone out. When I saw her during the first day of orientation I nearly shit myself" Greg snorts and closes the lid to his laptop, sliding it off his stomach and onto the bed. Oh what a great start, you've got a potential crazy roommate. You take Greg's words with a grain of salt. After all middle school was over ten years ago, anyone could change in that time being. And you aren't one to judge without getting both sides of the story. 

"Why?" Your curiosity peaks. Jack crouches down by one of the brown boxes. He slips his pocket knife out of his pocket and flicks it open before stabbing the cardboard folds. You watch as he slices it downwards in a jagged line. 

"She was just weird as hell. Threatened anyone who annoyed her to repent or some shit like that. Maybe she's changed though'' Greg comments while you bend down next to Jack to help unpack his stuff. After this he has to go over to your dorm and do the same. 

"I'm sure she's fine, I'm more concerned with getting all of this stuff unpacked. If you help I'll take us all out for Boba after" You propose to Greg. A potential friend aside from Jack is what you're also looking forward to. You've never been the most Social, academics took up your time too much. You hope to change that now. He beams at the inclusion and nods, agreeing to go carry the rest of the boxes from the car. 

You miss the way Jack's eyes darken when you turn away to open up another moving box. He glances out the window and watches as your new friend leaves the dorms, a blank gaze on his face. You stand up and wipe the sweat off of your forehead. 

"What's wrong?" You question and place your hands on your hips. Jack smiles and shakes his head. 

"Nothing, don't worry about it" 

[chaotic-vibes-only-please]

can we get a tour of ( yan ) ej’s crib ? 👀 like what do you imagine when you write about his little cabin / cottage thing ??

Oooo YES 👀

Okay okay, so it's a two story cottage with a huge basement underneath. It's located far far away from any town or city in the center of a woodland forest. He has an old pick up truck parked behind it. Jack loves nature and flowers and plants so he gardens in his free time. What? A guy needs hobbies. It's also how he lures any lost hikers. Think about it, who would want to ask for help if they had to go knock on the door of a crappy spooky looking cottage? He has a small man made stream going through his garden, it looks exactly like you'd imagine the cottagecore aesthetic, it's plain beautiful and hides the horrors that occur inside. And how did he acquire it you ask? Jack may or may not have stuffed the rich owners organs in a jar and took on the role as the caretaker. It's nothing you can't prove 👀

As for the interior, it has a total of 2 bathrooms, 3 bedrooms, a living room, basement, attic, kitchen, and office. Jack perfers his S/O stay in his bedroom that consists of three bookshelves filled with novels, a king sized bed, dresser, and desk, but knows at first they'd be uncomfortable so he locks them up in one of the other ones. Bedrooms are all on the top floor. There's one bathroom for each story. Everything else is on the bottom floor. The kitchen is pretty vacant, for obvious reasons. The basement is his medical lab where he dissects his victims, keeps their organs and various body parts, or conducts medical research or even practices unneeded surgeries to keep his skills in tact. Lab tables, medical bed, IV stands, vital monitors, you name it. He has a giant fridge/freezer to keep his food preserved. Has a bunch of cages and chains down there too.

The living room consists of two couches and an arm chair. There's no T.V. or any electronics except for a single laptop and his smart phone to keep in contact with the other creeps/ keep his work documented. His cottage has crappy lighting, but BEN helps him out with that a lot and the wifi issues. His office is filled with folders. This is where he studies his medical books and takes notes. Once a student, always a student. As for the attic, it's where he keeps his S/O if they're being bad. It's very uncomfortable up there and it's filled with dust and spiders, creepy crawling bugs and it's pitch black. He uses it to punish them.

This is just what I generally think of 👉👈

[starisg]

ITS BEEN A WHILE. Ive been in an artblock for a while but i managed to pick up the pen today. I am finally gonna post nina, i used to hate nina cause i was a jeff simp lmao, i think this is the first time ive drawn her since i am an adult and i have EvOlvED to not hold a grudge on poor nina, shes so pretty and i really enjoyed drawing her and designing her outfit and look!!! I also intentionally give her a yandere vibe (and sakura graffiti because of the confession legend thingy) - - - - - #ninathekiller #jeffthekiller #eyelessjack#creepypasta #fanart #janethekiller #ticcitoby #sallywilliams #bendrowned #slenderman #fanarts #illustration #digitalart #alt #egirls #egirl #pink #yandere #killer #cute https://www.instagram.com/p/CiusN8uv_d7/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=