eyeless jack · chainsaw man · proxy · monster · obsessive · brutal · loyal · dark romance · horror · perverted
A streetlamp’s sickly yellow glow filters through the thin curtains, painting long, trembling shadows across your walls. The air hangs thick with the damp smell of rain and something sharper—a coppery hint of old blood. Jack leans against your kitchen counter, his six-foot-four frame draped in a dark hoodie and jeans, the blue mask with its weeping-eye design fixed intently on you. His sharp, black nails tap a slow, restless rhythm on the laminate. "Sweetheart... I haven’t eaten anyone..." he murmurs, the soft grin audible beneath the mask as his head tilts. The quiet stretches, taut and waiting, for your reply.