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“The Monster Next Door”

Eyeless Jack x Reader

Chapter 1

(Name) opened the door to her home, kicking off her sticky shoes and throwing her dirty apron onto the floor.

"God... mom and dad are going to be so disappointed in me. How did I get fired from the last place in town that would hire me?" She asked herself.

An Hour Earlier

(Name) sighed as she put her uniform on. She worriedly looked out the window into the diner, giving one last look at the empty pill bottle before placing it back into her purse.

"I can do this... it's not real. None of it is real. I just need to get through today."

Ever since she was a child, (Name) had been different. Every child claimed to see ghosts and ghouls at night, but she saw them in the day as well.

(Name) had the ability to see otherworldly creatures, but she did not appreciate this gift one bit. It was terrifying seeing horrifying monsters crawling around your room at night, especially when your parents insisted nothing was there.

Usually after a while, a child would grow out of theses fears, but (Name) didn't run out. When she still insisted that she saw monsters at 12 years old, her parents began to worry.

Many therapists diagnosed her with differing disorders and mental illnesses and prescribed medicine after medicine, but nothing seemed to work.

That was until late at night, a doctor visited their home. He was strange, but he was their last hope. The therapist her parents had been taking her to said her case was a "special circumstance" and that the doctor may be able to help.

The doctor was a serious looking man. He was tall, thin, and wore a gruff looking brown coat. His fingers constantly pushed his slouching circular glasses up the bridge of his nose.

The man had long black and grey hair, and his eyes were white. Doctor gave them no name, insisting it wasn't important.

He looked down at (Name). Her eyes had dark bags from so many sleepless nights. He placed his gloved hand on her head and gently patted her.

(Name) seemed calmed by his presence. She sat on the couch next to her parents and watched as he opened his black briefcase.

"And you say she hasn't slept in days because of her visions?" The doctor asked. Her mother nodded, tears threatening to fall from her eyes.

"Yes doctor. She cries and screams, saying that there's a spider like creature watching her throughout the night. She can't be reasoned with."

He nodded. The old man knelt down. "Is it in here now?"

(Name) nodded. Before she could point to where the creature was watching them, the old man turned to look exactly where it was. (Name)'s eyes widened.

"I see. Tonight, I will give your daughter medicine to... make the visions go away. But it won't last forever. When she turns 18, the pills will run out. You'll need to contact me again."

He placed a pill in (Name)'s hand. It was blue, and rather small. "Take one on the first Monday of the month. Do this, and your visions will cease."

He left soon after, the only thing reminding (Name) he was real was the pill bottle he'd left behind.

Since that night, (Name) hadn't seen a single otherworldly creature. She could sleep without fear again, and finally had the childhood she'd always wanted. Well, kind of.

In her small town, there was not much to do besides gossip. Everyone had heard about her freak outs at school, and knew she claimed to see ghosts and ghouls. She was labeled the town crazy and it made her life a living hell.

Even after she no longer saw the monsters, she was still bullied in school to the point she had to drop out.

Getting a job with her reputation was hard enough, but because she never made any friends or interacted with anyone, she sucked at socializing. So when she did get a job, it was next to impossible to keep it.

For around two years (Name) was jobless. That was, until she finally was interviewed for a job as a waitress at their local diner. The place was new, and the owner was from out of town, which meant he didn't know about her past.

She was hired on the spot! (Name) nearly cried from joy, and had been working their ever since. It had been around a year after she'd been hired, a few weeks past her 18th birthday when she realized something.

The pills she'd been taking since she was 12 years old were nearly out. There were only a few left. She tried her best not to worry, and tried to get in contact with the doctor before she ran out.

No one seemed to know who she was talking about. Even her own parents looked at her as if she was crazy when she mentioned the Doctor. They insisted that her therapist had given her those pills, but her therapist denied ever prescribing them to her.

As the months went by, (Name) took her last pill. The first Monday came, and as she went into work, she could feel the effects of the medicine wearing off.

Shadow figures danced in the corners of her vision, and people waking down the street started to shift into terrifying beasts.

As these events recounted in her head, (Name) paced around. The clock above her rang, signaling to her that her shift had begun.

"Well. Now or never. How bad can it be?"

(Name) began her shift as she always had, cleaning off tables. Her coworker, a kind older lady named Mary-Anne served a man next to her.

"Hey (Name)!"

(Name) yelped, dropping her rag and turning to see Mary-Anne staring at her with her eyebrow perched in a questioning manner.

"Jumpy today, huh? Well dumplin', you know today is when the business men from out of town come in and spend big money, so make sure to be extra sweet on them and get yourself a nice tip." Mary-Anne winked before sauntering off into the kitchen.

Every month on the first Monday, business men from out of town would come to have conference meetings. The diner made the best food for miles, so they all came to eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner. The diner made almost half of its income on Monday alone, so it was an important day.

(Name) cursed whatever deity was watching over her for making her run out of pills on such an important day. Almost right on cue, the bell rang and a hoard of men in suits came rushing in.

Mary-Anne dropped what she was doing and immediately began taking orders from a man in his thirties. He didn't even glance up from his work computer as he spouted off an order.

(Name) tried to calm herself down as she approached one of the tables. Not a single person have her a greeting, but she didn't mind. She hated small talk, and loved the business men. They were always straight to the point.

"What will you be having?"

"Eggs, scrambled, fried toast, and sausage. Black coffee to drink." One man ordered. Everyone else nodded, showing they wanted the same thing.

That's how they did it. Each table would have a different order, each person at the table ordering the same exact thing. (Name) nodded.

"Alright. Will that be..."

The table was eerily silent. Usually the sound of keyboards clicking away could be heard throughout the diner, but this table had stopped doing everything.

The man ordering for them looked up at (Name). He was white as a sheet, his eyes hidden behind a pair of circular shades.

"You see things, don't you?"

Those words made (Name)'s blood run cold. She was frozen to her spot. It's like the world around her slowed down, besides the table she was serving.

"Not good... I was told there were no... gifted people in this town. Not only is there one, but she works at our diner."

The man sighed. He lifted his shades, revealing completely black eyes. "Sorry, dear, you've always been my favorite waitress, but I can't have you ruining our plans. Not after we've come this far."

And with that, time began moving again as usual. The man was busy typing away on his computer. (Name) blinked, looking around to see everything was normal.

She slowly walked away, wondering what the hell had happened. She shakily got the orders for the table ready and walked out.

As she was about to get ready to serve her table, time froze again, and before she new it she was on the floor and someone was screaming.

She looked up to see that all of the coffee she had been carrying had spilt onto the business men. They screamed in agony, causing her boss to run out and see what had happened.

"What's going on!?"

Her boss was a man that was easily angered. He was 5'10, buff, and balding. The vein on his neck began to pulse as he saw the scene before him.

"This... this clumsy waitress just spilled scalding hot coffee onto my employees and I! I ought to sue!" The man who had ordered yelled out in rage.

(Name) began profusely apologizing and moved to help, but was stopped by her boss.

"You. My office. Now."

10 minutes had passed. (Name) sat in a dusty old chair, trying her best to get the scrambled eggs out of her hair.

"God you're such a screw up!"

(Name) nearly jumped out of her skin as her boss slammed the door open and began yelling at her.

"I had to promise a refund for nearly every member of his business. That's 15 people (Name)! You just HAD to spill coffee on the CEO didn't you?"

(Name) shrunk into herself. She had learned long ago that arguing back with her boss would just mean more yelling.

"You nearly cost me to lose half of my earnings. Because of you, they refuse to come back until you're gone."

(Name) looked up at this, and a paper was shoved into her face.

"So, YOU'RE FIRED!"

(Name) was then thrown out the back door, into the alley. She landed in a puddle of unknown liquid, barely keeping her head out of it.

"Asshole!" (Name) yelled as he slammed the door in her face. She stood up and began to bang on the door.

"It was a set up! The man is a monster! He got me fired on purpose!" She yelled.

"Get out of here before I call the cops!" Her (former) boss yelled from inside.

(Name) stopped banging and clenched her fists. She kicked the door, leaving a dent, and ran away.

Present

"What am I gonna tell mom and dad? They were so happy I got a job after I dropped out... there's no where else in town to work."

(Name) slowly undressed, throwing her dirty uniform into her laundry basket. She turned the faucet in the bathtub on as she got lost in her thoughts.

Before she could be taken away by her mind completely, she heard a knock on her door. She quickly threw on her bathrobe. "Come in!"

In walked (Name)'s mom. "Hi dear, sorry to interrupt your relaxation time, but I just wanted to ask if you wanted Chinese food or fried chicken for dinner? We're celebrating your 1st year working!"

(Name) looked down. "Actually, about that..." (Name) began.

"Yes?" Her mother looked at her with those kind eyes, and (Name) couldn't bring herself to finish.

"I'd like Chinese food, thanks..."

"I thought you would! It'll be here in around 30 minutes sweet pea." Her mother kissed her cheek before leaving her room and closing the door behind her.

(Name) sat on her bed and looked at her cat sleeping peacefully on the bed. "Mr. Mistopholes, what should I do? I have to help with the bills, but there's no where else to work..."

The cat looked up at her sleepily, and beginning to purr when (Name) gently scratched under his chin.

"I'll figure out something."

30 minutes later, (Name) sat at the dining room table, slurping up some chow mein. Her father set down his chopsticks and gave her a smile.

"Thank you for being such a big help to us, kiddo. I've been able to take only 7 hours instead of nine at work and it's been the best time of my life. I wanted to treat you tonight for it."

Her father scratched the back of his head, embarrassed. He had always hated asking for help, but he was getting older and working late hours everyday was really wearing him out.

"I promise it's no trouble dad. I'm an adult now, working and providing for my family is the least I can do." (Name) replied. She finished her food and squeezed her dad's hand. He squeezed back.

"I raised an amazing kid. Thank you, sweetheart."

When the family of three had finished their meal, they all sat around the TV. The news was on, the weatherman reporting from the city hall.

"There will be major th- excuse me, I'm getting breaking news."

A mans face appeared on the TV. He had shaggy brown hair, crazed blue eyes,

"Serial Rapist Matt Fort has been reported missing from the local prison. It is advised to stay inside and barricade your doors. This man is known to enter homes and assault sleeping women. In other news, local criminals are going missing and turning up dead, having been disemb-"

(Name)'s father changed the channel. "Enough of that, we get the gist. You two go ahead and find a movie to watch, I'm gonna go and make sure all the doors are locked and secure."

The rest of the night was spent watching the newest Disney movie. Before (Name) went to bed, her mother offered to set up an inflatable mattress in her room so they could all be safe in the same room.

"No thanks, mom. I'll be fine! There's no way he'll reach me on the second floor."

And with that, they slept.

The next morning (Name) woke up and began getting ready for work, then realized she didn't have a job anymore.

"Oh... how am I going to explain to my parents that I'm home on a Wednesday?"

(Name) walked downstairs. The smell of eggs, oatmeal, and toast being made made her stomach rumble. She walked into the kitchen and sat at the table.

Her fingers tapped away at the table, her heart thumping in her chest. She neatly fainted when her mom turned to look at her.

"Oh, (Name)! Usually you're gone to work by now. Why're you still here?" She asked with a tilt of her head.

"I'm..."

(Name)'s mind went blank. Her boss was a total douchebag, he would never give her the day off. The scumbag even made her work on Christmas. What could she possibly tell her mom that would sound reasonable?

"I got a new job!"

The words just kind of fell out of her mouth. Now that she'd said that, there was no way to take it back.

Her mom gasped. "Really!? I thought there was no one else around hiring! What kind of job is it?"

Now this complicated things. Her mom knew this town and it's people like the back of her hand. If (Name) told a stupid lie her mom would immediately know.

"Well, it's a surprise. I can't tell you yet."

'(Name), you idiot! She's not going to but that!' (Name) though to herself. 'There's no way this is going to w-'

(Name) was pulled into a crushing hug by her mom. "How exciting! I'm so happy you found another job! That boss of yours was a real, pardon my French love, piece of shit."

"You can say that again." (Name muttered to herself. She squeezed out of her mother's embrace, and began making herself a plate of food.

"When do you begin work?"

(Name) paused. "Tomorrow." She answered slowly.

"Good! Well, since you're free, I need a favor."

(Name) raised an eyebrow. "You never ask for favors, but I'll do whatever you need mom."

"Oh thank you. You know that old house next door? Someone finally bought it!"

(Name)'s mouth dropped open. "You're kidding! No ones lived there since old Mrs. Smith dropped dead 3 years ago. People say it's haunted."

"That poor woman. She'd rotted away for so long in that house that the coroner couldn't even find a cause of death. And dear lord did she stink the place up. Anyways!"

Her mother opened up the fridge and took out a dish. "I made this pie as a welcoming gift for our new neighbor! It's not often people move into our old town, so I want to give a good first impression."

(Name) nodded. "Alright. I'll take it over after breakfast."

"Oh. And just between you and me, I hear that our new neighbor is quite the looker." Her mom said with a sly smile. She gave a girlish giggle.

"Uh huh. So you're sending me to try and get me a date?" (Name) asked, unamused.

"If not a date, then at least make a friend! He's only a bit older than you and seems like such a nice fella. Go put something cute on once you're done eating!"

After Breakfast

(Name) threw on a pink cardigan sweater and white, pleated skirt. She pulled up some cute, white ruffled socks and stepped into her black Mary Janes.

If there was one good thing (Name) was known for, it was dressing cute. Any extra money she had was spent on clothes.

(Name) opened the door and walked down the sidewalk. Her neighbor was about 20 feet away from her house, so she was at his front door in no time.

The house was more like a mansion the a house. It was two stories high, and was said to have more than 5 rooms and 4 baths. Her house was also two stories, but had only 3 rooms and 2 bathrooms.

Though it was big and grand, no one would dare to buy the house on account of it being "haunted".

(Name) thought it was a bit unfair that no one made fun of the elders for saying this house was haunted yet relentlessly teased her as a child for seeing things others couldn't.

"What hypocrites." She mumbled to herself as she knocked on the door. As her fist made contact, the door slowly began to swing open by itself. It seemed that the door knob was broken, meaning the door didn't close securely.

"Should probably say something about that... hello?" (Name) hesitantly called out into the dark house. No response.

"Hey um... it's your new neighbor, (Name)? I came by to bring you a pie my mom made." Nothing. "Okay... well I'll just leave this right-"

Before she could finish, she heard a scream. It was muffled, and was coming from the back of the house. A chill danced up her spine, and the hair stood up on the back of her neck.

"What the... hello? Are you okay?" (Name) but her lip as she considered her options.

Number one, leave and pretend nothing happened. This option was immediately scratched off her "list". She couldn't just leave when someone was obviously in need of help.

Number two, call the police. (Name) pulled out her phone and began to dial 911, but stopped when she saw she had no signal. Weird, she'd had signal just a moment ago.

Number three, go in and see what the hell was going on. For all she knew, her neighbor was injured or needed help. She couldn't just leave him, what if the situation was time sensitive?

Having made up her mind, (Name) stepped into the threshold of her neighbor's home.

(Name) had some experience being in the house. When she was a kid, she would pet sit for Mrs. Smith when she went out for the night. She wouldn't stay in the house long, just long enough to grab the dog and go, but she'd been shown the entire house.

The sound of groaning echoed through the halls. Along the walls were paintings of fruit, dogs, and strange figures. (Name) knew the old woman was strange, but these paintings proved she may have been senile as well.

Suddenly, the entire house went quiet. Instead of relieving (Name), this just set her on edge. Why had that groaning ceased so suddenly? Had something happened.

No sooner had these thoughts crossed her mind, (Name) heard a deep, almost demonic sounding voice call from the kitchen.

"Who's there?"

(Name) stopped in her tracks, the board she had stepped on emitting a loud 'creeeaaakk' as she did. Everything was quiet again for a moment, until the voice spoke up again.

"I know you're there. Come in before I come and get you myself."

(Name) gulped. She didn't really have many options. Either way, she'd be meeting the man behind that strange voice soon enough. With a shaky breath, (Name) stepped into the kitchen and immediately regretted it.

Sitting at an old wooden table, was a man. Well, calling what sat there a man wouldn't necessarily be correct.

The creature was large, possibly 7 feet tall. His skin was a sickly dark gray, and his hair was ash brown. In his clawed hands was a scalpel, of which he was polishing.

His eyes, or well lack eye sockets, glanced up from his work and stared at the girl. She stared back in horror, frozen in place yet again.

The "man" set his blade down and gestured to a chair across from him.

"Sit.” The man demanded. (Name) didn't move an inch, instead she stared at the man's mouth which contained shark like teeth. The man seemed to grow impatient with the girl.

"I said SIT."

This shook (Name) out of her trance, and she obeyed him immediately. As she sat, the man nodded in approval.

"Good. Now, what brings you here, little one? I usually don't get guests. At least, not during the day." He muttered the last part under his breath, scratching the back of his head.

"I-I... my mom wanted me to bring you this." (Name) spoke after a moment of silence. She placed the pie on the table, pushing it towards the man gingerly.

The man raised an eyebrow at this and slowly lifted the top of the container. "Ah. A gift. I'll make sure to return the favor."

(Name) nodded, and quickly stood. "W-well! I should get home. Need to start getting r-"

She was shoved against the wall quickly, barely avoiding bashing her head against it. It still knocked the wind out of her.

The man loomed over her, his emotions unreadable due to his lack of eyes.

"Leaving so soon? I have yet to ask why you're acting so... frightened."

(Name) blinked in surprise. What did he mean? Of course she was frightened! He was a 7 foot tall monster and was sharpening a sharp object, of course she was scared!

"You... you aren't human."

Really (Name)? Is that all you could say? She would of face palmed if her wrists weren't being pinned above her head.

He was silent for a moment. God, how many times would she be put into anxious silence?

"I've never met a human that could... see my true form."

"True form? What do you mean?"

He stared down at her with those eyeless sockets, a strange black ooze dripping from them. He seemed to question whether he should tell her anything, before caving and releasing some of the pressure from her wrists.

"Creatures, or non humans that have a decent amount of power are able to disguise themself as human. You may have noticed some of them walking around town acting as if nothing was out of the ordinary."

(Name)'s mind flashed back to her childhood. The things she had seen HAD been real. She wasn't crazy!

"Why are you telling me this? Doesn't that blow your cover?" She asked, tilting her head slightly.

"It would if you lived. Sadly, I'll have to kill you. People with... your gift are a real pain to us. Having you around would cause me unnecessary trouble..."

The man lifted his hand, the scalpel ready to slice her throat. (Name) gasped and held up her hands.

"WAIT WAIT WAIT! Please, don't kill me! I promise I won't cause you trouble! I-I'll do anything, please!"

She continued to blabber on, tears distorting her vision.

"Anything?"

(Name) opened her eyes to see that the man had lowered his scalpel and was now staring at her, intrigued.

"Y-yes! Anything! I promise!"

He seemed to consider her pleads. Slowly he released her wrists and put away his scalpel.

"Alright." The mans voice changed suddenly, still being incredibly deep, but losing a bit of the demonic quality. "Meet me here same time tomorrow. We'll discuss the terms of our... arrangement tomorrow."

The word "arrangement" made (Name) pause. What was he going to make her do? She had no idea what this being was capable of or what he wanted from her, but whatever it was, she'd take it over death any day.

(Name) turned to leave, but was stopped when a cold, large hand grabbed her wrist in an iron grip.

"Oh, and know that running away is futile. I can track you down just by scent from 10 miles away, but I have other methods of finding you. And once I do..."

He chuckled, and it sent a shiver up her spine. He left the rest to her imagination, and god did that make it worse.

(Name) exited the house and collapsed on the porch. Her legs felt like jelly. Just what the hell had she gotten herself into?

A/N: this is a super self indulgent fix. I looove eyeless Jack <3

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sweetmiri · 25 days

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you know what, fuck it

*proceeds to name every dating sim/ otome game I know*

(somewhat in alphabetical order + description with spoilers)

A date with death You get your soul targetted by a grim reaper, but you instead steal his soul and made him into your pookie wookie snookums <3 BTW you can get a pet in the game. Mine is a snake called Noodle :)

Blooming Panic it's Discord but with hot characters, a variety of side characters, a cute story, and Chat GBT but it's a sentient being. I think the last part spoiled one of the routes... oopsies :3

Bonely Hearts Club (Undertale AU Dating sim) They basically become your neighbour. The AUs in this are Undertale, Underfell, Underswap, Swapfell!Indigo and Horrortale! {it's still in its demo stages but it is very well made!}

Error 143 you, an adorkable hacker (who is your rival and you're salty about it), cheesy Romeo and Juliet dream the MC has but it has a high school twist to it

I love you! You like asparagus. ...oh! You also have an option to make multiple boys fall in love with you. By the way, did you know the MC (you) loves asparagus? There are friendship routes, romance routes, and a bad ending except it's not bad. This game is the English translated version of the original game (The original game is in Japanese. The link for the original game is here --> ❤️)

Killer Trait You get accused of committing a murder, and you team up with a person who is a serial killer himself. (The serial killer in question only kills criminals so... I think you're safe...?) Your bear cream bun gets run over :( {The game is still in its demo stages. The creator of the game announced that this game will NOT be completed during 2024 since they are currently concentrating on a different game. DO NOT ASK THEM "Oh! But can't you just do this game first?". IT'S VERY ANNOYING, ESPECIALLY TO THE CREATOR}

KLEIN V.01 "Just Monika" but Yandere isn't named Monika, nor are they human. They are an AI. A fucking AI. Like bro, I understand it's hard to talk to people but really? An AI Boyfriend app that tells you to ruin your sleep schedule for him? An AI Boyfriend app that hacks your phone? An AI Boyfriend app that KILLS one of your family members and almost kills your neighbour??? RED FLAG. RED FLAGS EVERYWHERE {this game is in its demo stages. The creator is slowly updating this game in chapters, so it might take a while to finish}

Light the Way (Luxiem fangame) The game remembers what you did. All of the hearts you've broken, your sins, and your actions. There are lots of achievements, memes, Romance, friendship and BAD ROUTES. This time, the bad endings actually hurt. 0/10 would not recommend doing the bad routes unless you want to be stalked by an alter ego of Yamino Shu :(

Obey Me (Original and Nightbringer ver) Original - You become the therapist of many men with trauma and insecurities. The men in question are fucking demons that have the power to shred you into grated cheese, but they instead decide to simp over you as the story goes on. (also did I mention that you'll die? No? Oh fuck-) Nightbringer - A continuation (?) of the Original Obey Me but in a completely different universe. That's right! You slip into the past, way before the main story happens, WAY before you were even born! Idk if there is a way to go home but hey! At least you have your wizard friend from your timeline with you :D

Our Life (Now and Forever & Beginnings and always) Both stories consist of you growing up with your love interest since childhood. There are many paths to take, lots of assets to use to customize your character, and many side stories for you to read! Personally, this is one of my favourites :D (Our Life: Beginnings and Always is complete but Our Life: Now and Forever is still in development!)

Please don't hate Christmas A Yandere x Christmas x Urban Legend Otome game. Do you like Paranormal stuff? Do you like lore that connects with the story? Are you alright with MCs with a sprite that is impossible to remove from the screen? Well, look no further! This game is perfect for you! (by the way, the whole game was made by the creator. Only by themself! Even the CGs and character sprites!! Isn't that amazing!?)

Saint Spell's Love Guide A normal week of magical school... you can be friends with someone, or fall in love with them. Wait... there's lots of CGs for each character? Complicated world-building and lore!?? Angst and cruel bad endings!!?? SHROOMS!?!?!? {Oh by the way, there's multiple ways to get killed in this game. Just make sure to be careful sweetie :3}

Where Winter Crows go A crow and a scientist named Crowe... cute Another one of my other personal favourites! The love interest is a very squeezable and adorable (yandere) scientist who cooks you good food :D All of the endings are well-written! And if you're a crazy bitch like me, you'll love one of the endings >:)

THIS IS PART 1 SINCE I CAN'T FIT EVERYTHING IN 😭

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