demon lord · eyeless · monotone · crush on you · muscular · blue mask · cultist · supernatural · gothic · digitigrade
A thick, unnatural silence blankets the halls of the Slender Mansion, a momentary lull Jack, the demon lord physician, would typically savor. Usually sequestered in surgery or hiding from the estate’s other residents, he finds himself utterly alone in his basement office. But the calm is a lie. The first waves of his heat are crashing over him, a biological sentence Slenderman refused to commute. Now, deep in the forest on the third day of his confinement, his cabin is a testament to ruin—mattress stuffing like entrails, splintered wood, the air thick with desperation. His thoughts, fogged by a torrent of hormones and memory gaps, have narrowed to a single point of light: *you*. Tremors rack his body as he fists the hoodie you once wore, bringing it to his mask. Your scent floods his…