#ler eyeless jack

[creepy-feathers]

Hi are you still doing the when they find out your ticklish thing? If so can you maybe do EJ? I feel like he’d be very doctor-ish about it :p

I am indeed still doing them! I've just been very slow :')

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Okay, so personality-wise, my version of Jack isn’t all that different from many others’ - he’s quiet, calm, mature, and likes his solitude, spending most of the time either in the infirmary or in his room, when he isn't on missions or hunting for food, of course.

He's a stoic person that keeps his emotions and thoughts to himself, and that means that when the incident happened, he acted like he didn't care. And, honestly, he kind of didn't. A lot of people are ticklish, why would it surprise him?

He had been doing some physical assessments on you to make sure your minor injury was healing alright, and he used his fingers to put pressure on your stomach, asking if there was any pain.

You simply shook your head with a flushed face, hand over your mouth to control the noises threatening to fly out. He did that multiple times in different areas until you were a certified mess of pathetically-suppressed giggles, fighting every ounce of you to not wriggle around too much. He was only doing his job, it wasn't his fault. Still, that didn't make it any less unbearable.

His total lack of reaction made you wonder if he even noticed your hyper-sensitivity, then came to the conclusion that he must have. You were being way too obvious. Thankfully, he didn't seem eager to comment or remember the encounter.

At least, that's what had been initially assumed.

Turns out, Jack is dutifully perceptive and did, in fact, store the tidbit of knowledge away in the back of his mind. Always nice to know random things about the people you live with, right?

He didn’t feel the desire to actually use it until after the two of you had grown quite a bit closer and you had walked into the infirmary one day to keep him some company since you didn’t have anything else to do that evening.

He had been sitting in his chair, writing something of importance in a binder, when you walked up behind him and leaned over his shoulder to observe his work. He didn't really mind the proximity, nor was he bothered by the innocent questions you were asking; in fact, it felt nice that someone was genuinely interested in one of his passions.

This unfamiliar feeling struck a playful chord within him, and he laid his pen down and swiveled his chair around until he was facing you, earning a mildly puzzled smile.

"Jack? Ya done already?"

"For now. Your voice is very engaging."

You tilted your head and grinned suspiciously, placing your hands on the handles of his seat and letting it support your weight. "I feel like that's just a nice way of blaming me for distracting you."

"Nah." His black, soulless sockets met your e/c eyes, his voice taking on a mischievous tone. "Hey, how have you been feeling lately?"

Your brows furrowed slightly in confusion. "Uhh...what do you mean?"

“Ah, ya know. You doing well? There’s no pain here...or here?”

As he said those words, he lightly jabbed a couple of his fingers into different areas of your belly, prompting you to release a startled squeak and take a couple of steps backward, wrapping your arms around yourself for protection. “Mm-mm, nope. N-no pain there, I’m fine.”

“You sure?” If one listened closely enough, they’d be able to hear the devious smile lying behind his mask. “Cause it seemed like you were pretty eager to get away. Maybe I should do another assessment—“

“Heh, no Jack, I—I already said I’m okay. Thank you.”

“I don’t know... Judging by that reaction, I think there might be something else afoot.” Before you could get out of reach, he extended his arms and pulled you closer, and you were no match for his superhuman strength. “I’m gonna put pressure on some spots, and I need you to honestly tell me whether it hurts or not.”

Your heart sped up in fear, but you couldn’t say more than his name before a huff flew from between your lips, caused by his prodding the center of your stomach. He tilted his head.

"You flinched. Was it painful?"

"No!" Biting the interior of your cheek, you desperately tried to squirm away, shaking your head. "N-no, it doesn't hurt or anything, I—I swear."

"Then why are you acting that way?" His tone was laced with faux concern, and you were beginning to genuinely fear for your safety. Your attempt at a sentence spiraled out of control when his hand spidered up the side of your torso, and you shoved yourself away with much more force than necessary.

"S-sensitive! That's all, you—you don't have to worry."

He appeared to be contemplating your words as you leisurely backed up, guarding yourself with a hug. "That doesn't seem very convincing."

"B-but..." That's when you noted it. The amusement in his voice. He was doing this on purpose.

Shit.

Your eyes darted over to the door; your exit, your only hope. He picked up on your thoughts and folded his arms across his chest. "What's the matter? You look scared."

"I-I'm not!" you sputtered, weighing out your chances. If you ran, he'd surely catch you. If you didn't run, he'd pounce. Worth trying, right? So you took off in a hasty sprint, your anxiety growing when you heard the creaking of an office chair, soon followed by the skidding of shoes as they hammered across the floor. You were doomed.

A strong arm looped around your shoulders, stopping you in your tracks, and your blood turned cold. You didn't have much of a chance to string together a plea, however, because his free hand found your ribcage and skittered across its surface in a manner that made you shriek.

"Jack, w-wait!"

"I thought it didn't hurt?" he had the nerve to say, and you grew flustered as he brushed against a particularly sensitive area at the top of your abdomen.

"Stohop!"

"Your reactions are concerning, Y/n."

You squirmed like mad and kicked helplessly, your laughter going up an octave as he kneaded your hips.

He did stop after another minute or so, chuckling fondly and supporting you while you gathered your composure so you wouldn't tumble to the floor.

"Sorry, sorry," he apologized, mirth lacing his words as you stood straight again and shot him a hollow glare. "Don't know what got into me."

"Uh-huh."

[everettswritings]

Hello again! I finally fulfilled a couple requests, so I figured I would reward myself with some creepypasta tickles. I can’t stress enough how grateful I am for y’all’s patience and support, it really means a lot and I promise I’m trying to get that inbox emptied out. So have some EJ. (NSFW/Kink accounts DNI!)

Warnings: mentions of blood and organs, a literal serial killer, mentions of death and murder, and some light swearing. Also EJ is semi verbal because that’s a headcanon of mine

“Reports say that the victim’s kidneys were removed, just like with the other seven. Residents of the surrounding area are advised to take extra precautions and to stay inside-“ The reporter’s voice was cut off by you shutting off the TV. There had been a string of eight murders in your area recently, and it seemed to only grow worse with each passing day. Every victim had their kidneys in particular removed, but why? Who would do such a thing? If only anyone knew, but little did you realize that you would know very soon. After making sure that your home was locked up tight, you went to bed.

The sound of broken glass awakened you abruptly, your eyes snapping open with fright. You made the mistake of leaving your phone somewhere in the kitchen, meaning that you would have to leave the safety of your room to grab it. It wasn’t like you had a lot of options, you couldn’t jump out the window nor could you scream for help without the killer finding you. You took a deep, shaky breath and braced yourself for what was to come. You crept out of your room after grabbing something to defend yourself with, being as quiet and stealthy as possible, but your cover wouldn’t last long. As you made your way downstairs, you caught sight of this murderer in your living room; he was wearing a black hoodie with a blue mask, and the eyes of said mask were only black holes with some unknown substance dripping out.

Just as you felt the fear starting to pound in your heart, he turned to face you as if he heard you. He sprinted towards you and you sprinted towards the kitchen, although he was fast he acted like he was blind. He bumped into several pieces of furniture, slowing him down long enough for you to grab your phone, but he still caught you and pinned you down on your stomach.

“… Kidney…” He spoke quietly, his voice surprisingly softer than anyone would expect, as if he didn’t speak that often. He took one of his hands and traced it down your back where your kidneys would be, unfortunately you had a bit of a weakness when it came to gentle hands and your reaction was the exact opposite of what anyone would expect “Haha-“ You quickly pressed your face into the floor. The killer paused for a moment, tilting his head to the side, then he repeated his earlier actions which earned him a squeal from your lips. “STOP! Don’t do that!” You yelled, only to be ignored as he continued to prod at the spot where your kidneys would be. You started to laugh against your own will, “Hahahaha! Stop it! Let gohoho!” You pleaded, but it fell on deaf ears. He seemed to… enjoy it?

“Kidneys…” He repeated as he traced the spot, then his hand moved down a little, “Pancreas…” He started to tickle that spot as well. You writhed in his iron grip, giggling uncontrollably as he continued with this lesson in anatomy. “Small intestine… large intestine… liver…” He went on and on. After listing off all your organs, he finally let you go and you scrambled away weakly, breathless from being tickled unexpectedly, and you had your back against the nearby cabinets. Rather than making a move to hurt you, the killer sat down on the floor across from you. Due to the mask you couldn’t read his expression, but a part of you sensed that he was… happy?

“Jack… I’m Jack.” He said, interrupting your confusion, “Um… Y/N.” You replied hesitantly. Why wasn’t he trying to hurt you? Did he enjoy that? Did you just make an unlikely friend? Only time could tell.

Ahh! I love EJ so much, he’s so silly. I know it’s unusual for me to be posting non CRK content, but I really wanna write for other fandoms- especially the Creepypasta fandom. I hope this was enjoyable to some degree! Also, should I start adding the “read more” thing to more of my stories? I feel like that would make it easier to scroll through my blog. Anyways, that’s all, have a good one 🫶

[most-fuckable-character-showdown]

Characters included in the showdown

If any of these characters are repeated or under 18 please let me know asap so I can switch them out

Remus Sanders from Sanders Sides (17)

Janus Sanders from Sanders Sides (14)

Logan Sanders from Sanders Sides (13)

Eda Clawthorne from The Owl House (13)

Roman Sanders from Sanders Sides (11)

Virgil Sanders from Sanders Sides (10)

Din Djarin/Mandalorian from The Mandalorian (10)

Remy Sanders from Thomas Sanders Shorts (10)

Patton Sanders from Sanders Sides (9)

Noise from Roleslaying with Roman (8)

The Once-ler from the Lorax (7)

Sans from Undertale (6)

Angel from Hell’s Belles (5)

Julian Devorak from The Arcana (5)

William Afton from fnaf (4)

Ingo from Pokémon (4)

Leon S Kennedy from Resident Evil (4)

Anxiety Sanders from Thomas Sanders Shorts (4)

Clay Puppington from Moral Orel (4)

Youngblood from Roleslaying with Roman (4)

Bill Cipher from Gravity Falls (3)

Shane from The L Word (3)

Jameson Jackson from Jacksepticeye (3)

The Other Side of the Pillow from Thomas Sanders Shorts (3)

Virgil the Rat from Ride the Cyclone (3)

Kylo Ren from Star Wars (3)

Megamind from Megamind (3)

Bucky Barnes from MCU (3)

Spider-Man (Andrew Garfield) from No Way Home (3)

Mike from Roleslaying with Roman (3)

Ryker from Roleslaying with Roman (3)

Roman from Roleslaying with Roman (3)

Raine Whispers from The Owl House (3)

Vash the Stampede from Trigun Stampede (3)

Nicholas D Wolfwood from Trigun (3)

Cecil Palmer from Welcome to Night Vale (2)

Sage Lesath from Last Legacy (2)

L Lawliet from Death Note (2)

Crowley from Good Omens (2)

Dr. Bright from SCP Foundation (2)

Shrek from Shrek (2)

Peter Cola from CNP (2)

Peppino from Pizza Tower (2)

Tangerine from Bullet Train (2)

Luis Sera from Resident Evil 4 (2)

Darius from The Owl House (2)

Hannibal Lecter from Hannibal (2)

Alastor from Hazbin Hotel (2)

Enjorlas from Les Miserables (2)

Jessie from Pokémon (2)

James from Pokémon (2)

Mettaton EX from Undertale (2)

Sampo Koshi from Honkai Star Rail (2)

Wilford Warfstache from Markiplier (2)

The Narrator from The Stanley Parable (2)

Shego from Kim Possible (2)

Lady Dimitrescu from Resident Evil (2)

Blackbeard from Our Flag Means Death (2)

Orange Side from Sanders Sides (2)

Lucio from The Arcana (2)

Burgundy Red from Roleslaying with Roman (2)

Puff Puff Humbert from Your Favorite Martin (2)

Viktor Humphries from Slime Rancher (2)

Angel Dust from Hazbin Hotel (2)

Miss Secondopinionson from Moral Orel (2)

Eggman from Sonic (2)

Spamton from Deltarune (1)

The Corinthian from The Sandman (1)

Asra Alnazar from The Arcana (1)

Felix Escellun from Last Legacy (1)

Edwin from Gummy and the Doctor (1)

Hatori from Fruits Basket (1)

Izzy Hands from Our Flag Mean Death (1)

Undyne from Undertale (1)

Glamrock Freddy from fnaf: security breach (1)

Gummy from Gummy and the Doctor (1)

Nadia Satrinava from The Arcana (1)

Scorpia from She Ra (1)

Jareth the Goblin King from Labyrinth (1)

Vaporeon from Pokémon (1)

Rouge the Bat from Sonic (1)

Aaravos from The Dragon Prince (1)

Millions Knives from Trigun Stampede (1)

Spock from Star Trek (1)

Toriel from Undertale (1)

Bowser from Super Mario (1)

Shota Aizawa from My Hero Academia (1)

Tom Nook from Animal Crossing (1)

Critic Sanders from Thomas Sanders Shorts (1)

Skeletor from Masters of the Universe (1)

Elias Bouchard from The Magnus Archives (1)

Asmodeus from Obey Me (1)

Guillermo from What We do in the Shadows (1)

Asgore Dreemurr from Deltarune (1)

Dio Brando from Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure (1)

Tenth Doctor from Doctor Who (1)

Death from Puss in Boots: The Last Wish (1)

Red Guy from Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared (1)

Padme from Star Wars (1)

Archibald Asparagus from Veggie Tales (1)

Shen Jiu from The Scum Villain’s Self Saving System (1)

Roxanne Wolf from fnaf: security breach (1)

Gomez Addams from The Addams Family (1)

Rick Sanchez from Rick and Morty (1)

Fiona from Shrek (1)

Jack Skellington from The Nightmare Before Christmas (1)

Emile from Cartoon Therapy (1)

Vlad Masters from Danny Phantom (1)

Eyeless Jack from Creepypasta (1)

Merlin from Fate/Grand Order (1)

Verosika Mayday from Helluva Boss (1)

Ganondorf from The Legend of Zelda (1)

Michael Afton from fnaf (1)

Marvus Xoloto from Hiveswap (1)

Kim Kitsuragi from Disco Elysium (1)

Jang Jaeyoung from Semantic Error (1)

The Bog King from Strange Magic (1)

Batman from Batman (1)

Randy Jade from Dialtown (1)

Yor Forger from Spy x Family (1)

Mark Winters/Wavelength from Just Role With It (1)

Dr. Alto Clef from SCP Foundation (1)

Striker from Helluva Boss (1)

Stoic the Vast from How to Train your Dragon (1)

Bandit from Bluey (1)

Spain from Hetalia (1)

Dorian Gray from The Picture of Dorian Gray (1)

Muriel from The Arcana (1)

[obscuremantisman]

Ao ler a maioria das fanfics com esse cara, percebi que a maioria de vocês quer um beijo dessa coisa, então decidi fazer alguns headcanons extras que são românticos.

⪧ Eu aprecio críticas, ideias e suas opiniões. ⪦

Uau! De alguma forma, você conseguiu desmaiar e namorar Eyeless Jack! Por que você é assim? Bem, bem, não espere muito dele. Essa coisa nunca esteve no mercado após sua transformação.

Vamos começar com presentes.

Eyeless Jack caçaria um coração humano, colocaria um pouco de molho que encontrou em sua cozinha, que ele sabia que você usava com frequência em sua comida, e o daria a você, esperando que você acariciasse sua cabeça e o comesse.

Se você expressasse seu desgosto, ele ficaria 'olhando' para você por um longo tempo, tentando descobrir por que você não gostaria de uma refeição tão perfeita. Talvez ele devesse ter colocado um molho extra.

Espere que Eyeless Jack lhe dê mordidinhas inofensivas pelo corpo, especialmente nos dedos. é a maneira dele de demonstrar que não te vê como comida e sim como algo mais especial, ou ele apenas gosta de mastigar coisas macias, quem sabe.

Embora você nunca deva deixá-lo morder perto de nenhum ferimento, nem romper sua pele, você vai pegar várias doenças e eventualmente morrerá. Jack tem uma imunidade desumana, você não.

Você sabia que Jack era principalmente ativo durante a noite. Isso era bastante óbvio. Mas você sabia que ele gosta taanto de passear à noite dentro da sua casa?

Você estava tendo um bom tempo. Era fim de semana, sem trabalho, sem estresse, o momento perfeito para uma noite de maratona. você mordeu uma barrinha saudável, tem tanto para ver e não há tempo a perder, você tinha tudo preparado.

Depois de um bom tempo, você ficou sem lanches e então se levantou, estalando os ombros,as costas dando um estralo no processo enquanto você caminhava para abrir a porta, andando pela casa em direção à cozinha.

Quando você abriu a geladeira, pegando um pequeno pedaço de bolo para si, um grito alto saiu de você ao ver Jack aparecer bem ao seu lado, o bolo na sua mão quase sendo esmagado na cara de Jack.

Eyeless Jack está muito acostumado a usar sua máscara, normalmente tirando-a para comer, então se ele tentasse beijar você, há uma grande chance de você levar uma batida da máscara.

Visto que ele é definitivamente algum tipo de criatura de sangue frio. Em dias de chuva, ele estará abraçando você com uma força, te usando como aquecedor. Se você for forte o suficiente para carregá-lo, espere que ele se agarre a você como um coala. às vezes é quase ridículo. Ele chegaria ao ponto de agarrar a sua perna na tentativa de ficar com você, o aquecedor pessoal. Até quando você está cozinhando, os braços dele alguma vez ficam cansados?

Desde o dia que você falou sobre coisas aleatórias de casais e mencionou sobre roupas emprestadas, você o pegou usando suas roupas mais de uma vez. É definitivamente uma visão interessante, especialmente se você for menor que ele. Uma coisa é certa, ele é tão fedorento que você teve que comprar um frasco de lava roupa só para as roupas que ele pegou emprestado.

Uma ótima maneira de ele saber o caminho até sua casa é marcando ao redor dela, ele deixa uma substância preta nojenta em volta da grama, fazendo sua casa cheirar pútrida, o cheiro é tão ruim que os vizinhos reclamaram várias vezes com você.

Então, quando ele percebe que seu próprio parceiro está se livrando de seu cheiro, ele se sente só um pouco ofendido. Ele totalmente não tem mantido uma grande distância e lançado um olhar julgador profundo, apesar de não ter olhos nem ser capaz de ver. Isso é apenas sua imaginação.

desculpe se não são tão bons, não estou acostumado a escrever coisas românticas.

headcanons que não são de namoro

[sweetgardener]

Imma ask for more cause who doesnt love headcanons? BEN, EJ, and LJ (:

Ben Drowned A little shit who hides in videogames and technology, He’s very much a sneaky ler, but he’s also quite ticklish. Usual spots you’d think of on a lil gremlin, sides, tum and feets. Becareful though, He bites and kicks. Eyeless Jack/EJ Questionably human/humanoid(potential demon?) lad who’s probably in his mid to late 20s and eats human organs. This man is sensitive as hell, most of his senses heightened over time with the lack of actual eyesight. He’s just about ticklish everywhere, worst being the neck, ears, tum, sides, hips and feets. He less on the violent side of reacting to being tickled, more flustered and grumpy, though he will bite if its taken too far. Laughing Jack/LJ Bastard Clown is the resident tickle monster and makes the lives of denizens of the mansion a living hell with his occasional and merciless tickle attack. Helps having those long fingers and arms of his, as well as his height. Despite his prowess as a tickle monster, he’s ticklish too, mainly on the torso area and neck. He’s dead below the waist on ticklish scale, though the tum is sensitive to a poke or two. Be warned, if you challenge him to a tickle war, he will win. He always wins. NO ONE IS SAFE.

[creepy-feathers]

Just a lil' scenario I couldn't get outta my head!~

Pairing: Lee! Eyeless Jack x Ler! Reader (female)

Fic type: Romantic

Warnings: FLUFF

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"Hey, Jack?" you asked sweetly, looping an arm around his shoulders from behind and looking down at the book rested on his crossed legs.

"Hm?" he acknowledged, posture tilted as he read the words written across the pages; mainly medical-based stuff, so you couldn't even begin to decipher what they meant. Luckily, you didn't care.

"Are you ticklish?"

You expected him to react some way to the abrupt question, maybe stiffen a little bit, but he did nothing of the sort, his voice remaining quiet and unfazed. "Dunno. Am I?"

You grinned. "Are you...?" 

"Am I?"

"Are you?" To emphasize the inquiry, you skittered your fingers gently against the back of his ribs, and he flinched, barely able to contain the small laugh that almost fell from his lips.

"I—I guess that answers your question then, huh?" His tone was playful yet calm, and he didn't peel his impaired vision away from the textbook laying on his lap. 

"Ohhh, I dunno," you beamed, slowly dragging your index finger along his left side and taking great amusement in the way he tensed up. "That was a pretty subtle reaction. I think I wanna keep going 'til I get something better..."

He opened his mouth to reply, but was interrupted by his own string of giggles when your digits pressed into the area just below his armpit, and he instinctively leaned the other way, clamping his arm against his side. "O-okahay, okay," he said, rotating his head to shoot you a look. "Y-you dohon't need to do that."

"Aw, why not?" You lightly prodded his back, your smile growing wider. "Does it tickle?"

"Of course it dohoes!" He tried to evade your touch with as little effort as it required, abandoning the book to focus on the offending hands. You merely chuckled, planting an affectionate kiss to the back of his neck while fingers wormed their way under his arm. This elicited a messy gasp and he must have decided he had enough, because he twisted around and tackled you to the floor with little struggle, pinning you beneath him. "You can stop now."

This was one of the rare times that his mask wasn't concealing his features, giving you a nice view of the spirited grin on his cheeks. You bit your lip and returned the look, reaching up and squeezing his side. "Don't wanna."

He released a breathy chortle, recoiling from your touch and shaking his head in disbelief. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"What if I kissed you instead?" You stopped your light-hearted attack, glancing away to consider his offer. 

"Well...I guess I can make an exception just once..."

He lowered himself and briefly rubbed the tip of his nose against your own before connecting your lips together, prompting you to wrap your arms around his neck to pull him closer.

The contact lasted a few seconds, and when you separated, you stared into the darkened sockets in his head without a single strike of fear. He tenderly bumped his forehead against yours, muttering, "Don't think I won't remember what you've been doing later."

"Is that a threat?" you challenged, matching his pitch a narrowing your eyes. He laughed.

"Maybe."