#laughing jack x oc

[ellzilla]

LJ x Cake Topper commission for @circero!!

#I always kick my feet like a teenage girl on the phone whenever someone asks me to draw my lj x an oc #lizard's art #laughing jack #creepypasta #laughing jack x oc

[circero]

Finally finished this piece of Jack and Cake walking together while eating cotton candy! 🍬🤡🎪

( I love this clown with every fiber of my being. )

#laughing jack #lj #laughing jack creepypasta #creepypasta #creepypasta fandom #cake topper #cade bellamy #clown #clown oc #creepypasta x oc #laughing jack x oc #my art 2024

[seas1mping]

Hey guys I'm writing LJ content but it's x OC because I suck at y/n sorry to disappoint this is kind of lore and kind of an autistic ramble vicariously through a vessel anyway :)

Art by @zucchinitart she's very silly,,

Summ: Reena doesn't enjoy the cold, her husband loves it, antics ensue.

WC: 812

Lots of people would tell you that winter is the best time of the year, including her own daughter, who comes out of the carnival more often because of the festivities associated with the time. Everyone starts coming out of their rooms more, and there are lots of soups that help to combat the cold and bring everybody together. Unfortunately, even with all of these benefits, Down Below never gets this cold, and when you grow up there for the first 160 years of your life, you definitely start to adapt a sense of familiarity with the warmer temperatures.

Reena checks the weather app on her new phone, sitting at a whopping 18 degrees outside. Too cold, she thinks, for anybody to be out in that weather. Especially Nari, dead or not, who was outside with her friends making snow creatures. Reena adjusts her top blanket, setting her phone back where it was and clicking on the television. Her eyes drift closed, the blankets helping to settle her down enough to nap there on the couch, flipping between true crime and cooking shows. 

It felt like just a moment, but she felt a pair of cold claws settle themselves on her cheeks, being pulled into a loving kiss, followed by a sweetly sinister giggle. Her mismatched eyes meet bright blue ones as her boyfriend comes into view. “Well, good afternoon, sugar! What has you so sleepy?” He coos at her, moving his hands up to the base of her horns, rubbing them gently. Reena sighs contently, shrugging her shoulders.

“It’s just the cold, my love, I’m still not used to it, I beat my record of three blankets with five this time. Can you believe that?” She cracks a smile, which he returns and laughs at. She pets the spot beside her and makes a cave in the blanket with her arm. “Come, lay here with me.”

He, of course, wastes no time showing off his acrobatics and flipping over the back of the couch to lay beside her. She shivers a moment, him obviously not bothered by his cold body, but they meld into each other perfectly. His head rests on her chest and her left arm encompasses him, They remain still with each other, letting the moment sink in and allowing them to relax.

“You could always go back to the castle for this portion of the year. I can just bring Nari to you when she wants to visit. Borders are open, aren’t they?” LJ asked her, breaking the silence. They were, but there was always the thought of going back to her home, and the reason she fled in the first place. 

“I could, but I don’t really want to, you know? I’ll gladly bear the cold if it means that I get to stay with you for longer.” She squeezes him, laughing when he rolls his eyes. “I just don’t feel ready to return to the castle. Maybe later, but not now.” 

Nari runs in with her friends, and the moment is cut short once more. The kids pile onto the opposite couch, making comments about them ‘having cooties’ and that ‘Hell is hot for those who commit premarital acts’ (what???) while they steal the TV to watch some kind of animation show they’re obsessing over at that moment.

— —x— —

LJ stared at the TV in front of him. He still laid pressed up against his girlfriend, now warm and cozy. He heard wind against the window in the kitchen, and looked towards his daughter. The only friend that remained was Caleb, where both of them were stacked in a position that could not be comfortable, but sleeping soundly. LJ chuffed slightly, funny that a kid in mostly pajamas almost never wore pants, it may be the three-quarter-missing leg, but Caleb never gave up a chance to wear shorts. It was almost impressive.

He looked up at the woman he was connected to, her face illuminated by the TV in a bluish light, showing off the contours of her face; her lips, her cheeks covered in scars, the scar across her left eye that partially blinded her, the way she just barely breathed through her mouth sometimes. The now open red and blue eyes that looked quite smug at his current state.

“And what are you staring at, lover boy?” She chuckles, propping her head on her arm with a grin. He sighs in defeat, and looks away, embarrassed at being caught. Two could play at this game.

“Just admiring how lovely you look, even in dim light. Why? Can I not look at my girlfriend with such emotion considering how you move me?” It was her turn to blush, and his turn to look smug. She fanned herself slightly, giving a small laugh.

“Oh, aren’t you just the charmer?” “Aren’t I always?” “That you are, love.”

#creepypasta #laughing jack x oc #creepypasta x reader #laughing jack #laughing jack x reader #oc writing #creepypasta oc #creepypasta fanfiction

[as8bakwthesage]

Jack always wants to be physically close to Sandy. At first it's to make her uncomfortable, but over time he genuinely just enjoys her company and she's still like "...?"

These two are great at communicating /s

#creepypasta #creepypasta fanart #laughing jack #sing sandy #my art #art #laughing jack x oc #creepypasta fandom

[emocl0wnpp]

Okay so because i just have too much shit to share

BAM

Little infopost about my main ship :D

How they met:

In short, Claws stumbled into Jack's circus while running away from the police and campers(in her story Jack's circus is in a forest), and Jack decided to play a few jokes and tricks with her...though once he realized she meant no actual harm he let her stay until she was safe.

After that they just sort of...stuck together as partners in crime(later on Jill joined too but she ain't important here((sorry Jill ily)) ) and slowly but surely became friends..and then they realized that they liked eachother,though it took them quite a few months to,first of all accept it (with Jack not wanting to be abandoned again, and Claws being having commitment and trust issues after what her ex did),and second of all,to actually confess to eachother.

But after a lot of pushing from friends on both ends, Jack ended up confessing first and they lived happily after :D

Fun fact time!!

Like in the picture, Jack is the big spoon and Claws is the little spoon...even if she's much taller

Claws always sleeps on his chest,ALWAYS

She drools,leaving huge puddles on his chest,and on top of that she snores...LOUD

Jack LOVES that she's a plush doll..she's soft as hell,though her skin is cold,which balances out Jack's warm af body temp.

Jack finds it hilarious that Claws is absolutely obsessed with Pennywise while dating him(and fought for her attention with her plushes a few times)

Claws often scoops him up in her arms and refuses to let him go(not like he'd want to leave anyway)

Black cat and racoon duo!!

The olive theory. (Claws loves olives while Jack hates them)

She wrote poems about him and drew him in secret before they started dating...she still does it but it's no secret anymore lmao

They're married and have 2 kids

Since Claws is a cannibal, Jack always makes sure to stack up on guts(her favourite food besides like...human food-)

FOREHEAD KISSES!!

She always cooks and refuses to let Jack in the kitchen(he set it on fire by accident)

Claws,having hungarian blood in her non exsistent veins, made him taste many hungarian dishes

And Jack surprisingly likes them

Jack makes candy specifically for her all the time and hides it in her work bag

Claws often calls him "szerelmem"(it means my love in hungarian....if you couldn't tell i'm also hungarian and im totally not projecting)

And Jack calls her candy and sweets related nicknames (muffin,gumdrop,muffincake you get it)

After Claws got comfortable with physical touch again she never let him go,always kisses him. Probably more clingy than he is

With that said, he ALWAYS wraps his arms around her waist....since he can't really reach anything else

Jack got her name tattooed impulsively as a surprise,so just in case something bad would happen Claws got his name tattooed as well(don't ask how they tattooed a plus doll)

Killing spree dates<3

Jack always snuggles up to her whenever he can,doesn't matter if she's cooking,reading,showering,in the middle of gutting someone, he must hug her

Matching "im with stupid"(Claws' half) and "im stupid"(Jack's half) shirts

Jack always tries to cheer her up with magic tricks and jokes. Surprisingly they work nearly everytime

Claws always takes care of his wounds,and Jack always stitches her when needed

Jack takes photos of her in secret

And watches her sleep whenever he can't

A playlist for my goobers

And the two kids in question,Liam and Lau :D

(Small fun fact abt them: even if Liam looks more like his dad he acts a lot like his mom,and Lau looks more like her mom but acts like her dad and even more like Jill-)

#creepypasta #creepypasta oc #laughing jack #oc #laughing jack x oc #creepypasta ship #oc ship #oc ship info #understand my ship in 5 minutes #fankids #creepypasta fan kids #idk what else to tag #Spotify

[abyssnighthawk]

#laughing jack #laughing jack x oc #creepypasta #creepypasta oc #mina winters #mina x laughing jack

[vmpyria]

i need more creepypasta x reader stories where the pastas actually act like serial killers???

idk i feel like most stories where they’re depicted it’s like..they’re all fluffy and cute and stuff and it just makes me 😞😞 bc i want a horror romance that is in touch with how canonically they are.

recently i could probs name a handful of stories where they act like actual killers, like there is this author who has this like prison (?) au where a few days ago they dropped a fic about that au and OHHHMYGOD it was peak bc they weren’t afraid of making the pastas do the crazy shit serial killers do and i fuck with that heavy.

like don’t be scared to make them gross psycho freaks LOL

im just tired of reading cutesy stories about fictional serial killers oops 😥 if you guys have any recs PLSS tell me!!

#☾ ‘ vampiric nights —! #like if i could write stories i would but i don’t have any time so 😥 #creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta x female reader #creepypasta x oc #yandere creepypasta #creepypasta smut #jeff the killer #eyeless jack #tim wright #brian thomas #laughing jack #jason the toymaker

[sanityshorror]

Happy 149th birthday, Julius!!!!

& Merry Christmas (Eve), everyone!!! Sorry this is flat color, otherwise I wouldn't have finished it on time but oh well, I wanted to make sure I did something for his birthday this year. Julius is having a cozy, happy birthday night (& anniversary with Killian, and Christmas Eve - it's a busy day for him!) This will probably be my last illustration of 2023. 2024 is going to be a big year with quite a few major projects releasing. Thank you to all and every one of the fans, old and new, who have gotten me this far - and have brought Julius to such a crazy height of a well recognized pasta in less than two years!! I'm looking forward to the publication of the splatterpunk (extreme horror) book, the Dressmaker from Hell, releasing May 27, 2024 - the 2 year anniversary of the creepypasta story being posted. The creepypasta was fun to write but Julius is so much more with such a story to tell...and it's all going to be told in Hellbound, releasing one year from today!

Love y'all!

#julius the dressmaker #julius doherty #creepypasta #juliusthedressmaker #horror oc #tdmfh #creepypasta fanart #creepy pasta #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta x reader #jasonthetoymaker #laughing jack #eyeless jack #jeff the killer #killian lynch #creepypasta headcanon

[divionedgg]

My oc and lj arts

#oc x cc #laughing jack #art #oc

[onlydrawnbad]

Do you ever read 570,000+ word, 130+ chapter fanfics that were started nearly 8 years ago and have current year updates, and as you get to the end of certain chapters along the way, you keep going "wow, I would have hated to be here in 201x and have to wait for THAT cliffhanger, those poor readers, those sad, desperate historical souls" and you're just so glad for yourself because you know you don't have to stop until chapter 139, and you arrogantly assume that's probably just extended epilogues or something (because you were previously conditioned by another fic to believe that), so everything will be fine?

Only to get to chapter 139 and SCREAM OUT LOUD because you jinxed yourself right into THE NEWEST WAVE OF CLIMATIC PLOT CHAPTERS WHERE ALL THE SHIT IS GOING DOWN and now you, too, have become the reader you felt such pity for?

Wait, you don't?

THEN GO OVER THERE AND DO WHAT I DID SO I DON'T HAVE TO BE ALONE IN MY HUBRIS. It comes with art. So. Much. Wonderful. Comic. Art.

I would like to stress (as I have done before) that I have never played this game. Not once. I had never even heard of it originally. Yet this is now the second absolutely massive Sans x reader/OC fic I have read in this fandom. Everything I know about Undertale, I learned because one day on a whim I decided to read a 480,000+ word, 170+ chapter fanfic because I liked the way @tricktster used words on some tumblr post (don't ask me which one, I've forgotten). I have re-read that fic at least once a year, if not more, for multiple years in a row because it's like a favorite book to me now.

If anyone needs me, I'll be comfort-reading it, again.

And then probably going back and re-reading JoAT, because oh my god that fic. I'm just so in love with it for a million reasons.

(Yes, it took me this long to see there was another glorious treasure in plain sight under @capnhanbers despite following @mod2amaryllis and it's just really embarrassing to be confronted by that kind of obliviousness, okay? Can I blame it on how, multiple times now over the years, I've gone months and months without looking at this app unless it notified me of something specific?)

I swear, I have never read fic in any other fandom where it was this easy to immerse myself in it with nothing more than some light googling along the way (the first time with CoBC), and the googling was just because I'm me and I like to know all the things. In both cases, you don't have to come to the table with anything other than an interest in supernatural-elements stories (monsters, magic, etc) and a love for snappy dialogue and funny (dad) jokes and HEART-WRENCHING FEELS and watching the author having a life journey in the notes.

(And yes, sure, an open mind about a skeleton monster and a human having magical sex, but if you know you're in a rated fic about monsters and humans, you must know that's going to be a thing.)

#undertale #fanwork #jack of all trades #joat #chill or be chilled #cobc #sans x reader #sans x oc #me: leaving reviews on ao3 gives me anxiety because i don't want to sound stupid #also me: just wrote this long ass post with actual people tagged in it #i'm aware it may seem odd to love things that include dicks made of magic #but i think at this point in my life i'm more than fine with that being my odd #BESIDES YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND #THESE FICS ARE SO FUCKING GOOD OKAY #I LAUGH I CRY I SCREAM I LIVE I DIE I COME BACK OVER AND OVER #i would legit pay actual money for these two fics as bound books #like actual sexy sexy hardbacks to put on display in my home #what? these? these are my magical monsterfucker books and i love them like classics please admire the holographic foil #blue holo foil for cobc #gold holo foil for joat #why am i rambling in the tags like this?

[ellzilla]

Hehe template by @creeps-and-pasta [even tho it's on the image I just wanted to @ them

#lizard's art #creepypasta #laughing jack #creepypasta oc #jeff the killer #zalgo #oc x canon #madame amourette #oc x zalgo #madame x zalgo #sorry everyone that I hated the poster boy as a youngin

[circero]

( Ok, let me try to post this AGAIN because Tumblr wanted to be a butt and now I have to add all the tags again. 🤦 )

I’ve been in a “soft rainbow boio” mood lately, so I’ve expressed that in snuggles! He needs them, too! 🤡🌈

#laughing jack #laughing jack creepypasta #rainbow laughing jack #rainbowlaughingjack #lj #creepypasta #creepypasta fandom #cake topper #clown oc #oc x creepypasta #laughing jack x oc #🍭 sweet tooth 🦷 #my art 2023

[seas1mping]

ReenaJack pt. 2

Summary: Christmas is always rough for LJ, but Reenas never celebrated it anyway. (Ft. Doll Kids)

Warnings: hurt/comfort, LJ has a mini panic attack, oc self insert (God that's so cringe righ), children??? If you don't like the idea of second generation you're wack but that's here too

Jack reached over to turn his wife's fourth alarm off—seriously, who needs that many alarms—and let his arm flop on top of her. She made a small noise before returning back to her peaceful slumber. Jack considered removing her alarms if she was just going to sleep through them all, when he was startled by her eyes looking right at him.

"You know," she started, "you don't have to turn them off yourself, I wake up on the second one just to see what you do to the third and fourth." Her cheeky smile ended her confession, the sleep in her voice still poking through, so obviously she lied about 'waking up on the second.'

His eye twitched. She wants to play a game so early in the morning? "Well obviously I'm going to turn them off, Lord knows you need the beauty rest." Reena gasped at him, grabbing the pillow under his head and raising it to hit him. "Sugar, you know I'm kidding! I would never say anything against you!"

Though, with the lack of an effort to defend himself, Reena still manages to snag him once with the pillow, hearing the rip of the fabric and pulling it away from him to see the stuffing on his sharp nose. "I know. I just wanted to do that." She sticks her tongue out before throwing the covers off and getting out of bed.

Reena sits at her vanity for a moment, Jack can see her staring at herself. Her brow creases as she itches at one of the scars on her shoulder. She grabs her hair brush and gets rid of her bedhead.

"So, Jack," this is never good, "I was wondering if you wanted to take the kids out to that Christmas thing out in the city. I think Molly said it was a parade? I don't know, sometimes it's so hard to tell with her accent if I say things right." Reena mumbles to herself, trying to find a good point between her hair and her bangs to put her horns.

It's not that Jack doesn't like Christmas, or that he doesn't want to spend time with the dolls—he hangs out with most of them constantly anyway—its the fact of what Christmas feels like to him.

A reminder that he failed the one duty he had because some idiot got the wrong hobby.

"Babe, are you seriously moping right now? This has to be a record for you."

He snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Reena, who was standing over him at this point talking in his face. "Hellooooo earth to Carny down there!"

She pulls him up from his warm spot, tossing him a shirt she got him. "I'm coming with you, I know how bad these holidays are for you. All it takes is one sentence and we can celebrate my people's version of Christmas."

"You don't even know what Christmas is." He scoffs, pulling on pants and clicking his suspenders on. Reena pouts at him, putting her earrings in.

"I do too know what it is! It's the day that you guys get together and show off how much money you have based on the number of gifts you buy each person!" She smiles. Reena was from Down Below, which is what normal people would consider 'Hell' due to its hotter temperatures and devolved society. Some of this world's historical aspects still seem to illude her, such as religion or certain human concepts (and also birds for some reason??)

Jack shakes his head with a smile that he quickly wipes off. "Sure, sugar, we'll go with that."

———

"WOAH!!! This place is HUGE!"

Reena laughs as her oldest son looks around at all the people lined across the busy intersection. They made sure to get a good spot in the middle so that they didn't have to disguise themselves too much. Reena and Jack stood behind their three little boys, Roman, Seth, and Randy, all on leashes, and scanned the area.

Roman was fascinated at the crowds that had formed, and the fact that everything in the real world was so LARGE. Roman was usually in the carnival helping Nari and the other dolls, so he wasn't out too much.

Seth had his headphones on, he clung to the front of Jack's pants quietly, he knew everything was going to be huge, but he didn't think it would be so loud.

Randy, the youngest and still wobbling around, kept yelling at everything. A bug on the ground? Randy has to get down and talk to it. A random dime? Randy has to pick it up and try to eat it. A piece of candy? Okay, that one came from Jack but Randy has to eat it, too.

Suddenly, the loud horn of the firetruck blared through the air, signaling the start of the parade. Roman and Seth were lifted to Jack's shoulders, where they balanced on his shoulder and hands, and Randy was less interested in the parade as he was trying to tangle Reena in his leash, in between mimicking the horns and sirens.

Reena looked at her husband, but it was very evident he wasn't having a good time. Not when everything reminded him of everything. The presents, the boxes, the fake snow, the gifts and candy being thrown at children.

The joy on the faces of all the kids when they get their prizes.

Jack looks back at Reena, with a strange softness, and whispers, "Please."

———

The bakery they stopped at wasn't completely empty, but it was good enough they could find a secluded booth for them all to sit at, the boys doodling on some kids menus they were handed before the waiter left.

"I'm fine, can we just go home?" He had been saying that since they left the immediate parade area. He blamed the boys, saying that Seth didn't like the parade and he didn't want to make him upset. Or that Randy was going to get tripped over and hurt. Or that Reena looked tired anyway and they should have left sooner.

"No, Jack, you're not fine, and I'm not going to let you pretend you are, I need to know what's going on so I can help you. I just want to help you, love." She goes to take the hand she can see shivering, but he flinches and pulls his hand away. He won't look at her, he's focusing on the table, focus on the table so you don't get pulled away from it all, focus, focus, focus—

"Hey, want to do something cool?" She taps him, and then points out the window. "Name me 5 things you see."

He rolls his eyes and looks at her, still shaking and unsteady. "I'm not doing this, Reena. I'm fine."

"Fine then. Three things, the boys don't count."

He huffs and goes back to looking out the window. "I see the cars driving down the road. I see the reflection of your purse in the window, and I see a billboard for Molly's jewelry." she hums, digging into her purse for something.

"Alright," there's a pop of some kind, "name me two things that you feel." His claws rub against the table, feeling the grain in the wood catch his claws sometimes.

"I feel the table. I feel my clothes." A snap, and another pop.

"Good job. Now name me one thing you taste."

"Reena, I don't taste anythi-"

As he goes to face her, she smashes her lips to him, kissing him like she's been wanting to do it all day, and making sure the grape scent and flavor of her lip gloss gets all over him. When she is happy with herself, she pulls away, sneaking one last peck and smiling at him. "Now, what's one thing you taste?"

He licks his lower lip, smiling slightly, his cheeks obviously darkened. He knows the boys are protesting this DISGUSTING display of affection in public nonetheless. But he leans into his wife, who's redder than he is.

"I taste that new lip gloss I got for you a while ago. Always wondered where you put it."

She giggles, pushing him back and leaning on his arm. "I was waiting to surprise you with it, thought it would be a funny thing. Never knew it would be used as a grounding technique."

Jack nods in defeat, she's won this battle, but there's definitely more to come.

#i wrote part of this watching the new aquaman movie #it was mid :/ #i also got scratchin melodii and im TERRIBLE at it #creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #laughing jack #laughing jack x reader #creepypasta fanfiction #creepypasta oc #laughing jack x oc

[mooniemilkieway]

this took 5 and a half hours and i want drpepper

anyways me and my precious waifu i love him a lot also i gave him an emo bang and imma keep giving him an emo bang bc it suits him so well like omg

#digital art #trans artist #creepypasta #laughing jack #laughing jack creepypasta #laughing jack headcanons #rainbow laughing jack #digital aritst #creepypasta fanart #jeff the killer #slenderman #ben drowned #eyeless jack #creepypasta oc #creepypasta stories #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta art #creepypasta headcanon #creepy art #oc x canon #my persona #gothic #gothgoth #emo #fanart #poc artist #im tired

[as8bakwthesage]

Love is Stupid (Laughing Jack/Sing Sandy - Creepypasta One-Shot)

Jack hated Valentine’s Day.

He hated it with all of his soul and mind. Seeing all of the happy couples fawn over each other and all the ridiculous happiness tossed about. He hated how people would give their significant others looks of absolute awe and love, happy to be bound to another person for presumably the rest of their lives. About the only good thing about this holiday was the abundance of chocolates and candies in stores.

He heaved a sigh as he watched one such couple leave their home before teleporting away to his realm. He walked down the carnival of nightmares and despite how much comfort that usually brought him, it didn’t do much for him at the moment. And then it hit him - why did he linger? Why even watch them if he hated it so much?

Jack wasn’t a man, or a clown, of logic. He was as chaotic as they came and not someone to question his own reality. But for a moment, he considered the logic of the situation.  If he hated Valentine’s day so much and hated seeing couples happy, why was that? He searched his own feelings for a moment, which were bitter, irritated, and annoyed. 

But alongside that, there was also sadness, loneliness, and… a sense of need, of want, something that held him to watch couples, to see the way they looked at each other, the way they held each other. And then it hit him - longing. 

Longing? Want? Did he actually want these things? What kind of ridiculous sentiment was that?! He didn’t need anybody, he didn’t want anybody, and he certainly didn’t want some gal or guy making lovey-dovey heart eyes at hi-

“Hey Jack.” 

He nearly jumped as he was caught off guard by the voice of one familiar person. He turned around quickly to spot Sandy standing by a vendor. He relaxed as he remembered that Sandy could access this realm when she was asleep, which meant she was dreaming and technically so was he.

He grinned at the appearance of his friend and stood over her, towering over her unphased posture like a tree. She only looked up at him with an amused look in her eyes and a smirk.

“What have you been up to, San?” He teased, poking her nose carefully with his clawed finger. She swatted his hand away and shrugged.

“Same old, same old. Slendy’s been giving me quite the headache if you can believe it.” She said offhandedly, yet was being her very sarcastic self. Jack smiled at that. Ever since she had been taken in by Slenderman, she had been basically helping out around the house and was only allowed to leave with specific conditions. Sandy knew why, but it still irritated her at times.

“Sounds like a pile of nonsense to me. You should be outside with me, terrorising poor innocent couples as they go about their ridiculous holidays!” Jack daydreamed. Sandy sighed wistfully yet yearningly. 

“Ah, I wish, my beloved clown, I wish.” She exhaled dramatically for effect and Jack giggled. “Terrorising couples on Valentine’s Day sounds like a blast.”

“You don’t like the holiday too, I gather?” Jack guessed and Sandy looked up at him surprised.

“Not particularly, but I’m surprised you dislike it.” She replied. Now it was Jack’s turn to be surprised and it clearly said so on his face. “I thought you’d be down for all the chocolates and candies, plus you are a pretty romantic guy.”

Jack blinked at that. “I am?”

“I mean, sure,” Sandy said, suddenly looking rather flustered, “Not necessarily in the romance sense, but you are a very dramatic and charming guy. You really like holidays in general, like Christmas, so I’m just surprised you don’t like Valentine’s.”

“I suppose you have a point.” Jack conceded as he thought about her reasoning. As he looked back down at her, he suddenly found himself staring as he felt his heart beat a bit faster. What on earth was he feeling? Why couldn’t he stop staring at her?

“Why don’t you like the holiday?” He finally managed to ask, and Sandy paused as she thought about it before sighing.

“I don’t know. But to be honest, I think it’s because I’m jealous.” She said, and Jack got the impression that she was letting her guard down immensely to even admit that. She met his gaze and then the walls were back up as she grinned. “Meh, who needs love? I got everything I need.” 

“Right!” Jack agreed, but found that his heart was not in it. “Love is stupid! Neither of us need it.”

“You get it.” She nodded along, tone just as forced as Jack’s was. But neither of them seemed to either notice or didn’t want to notice. There was an awkward silence as the two just stared straight ahead, not looking at each other.

But as Jack’s eyes peeked down at her, he found that his previously weirdly anxious heartbeats were now turning more mushy and soft. He caught sight of her eyes and the thought hit him that he could become lost just staring into her emerald green eyes that glowed brightly when she was agitated or particularly emotional. He knew she coursed with power, with energy, with the will of her Father behind her, and she contained it incredibly well.

She was beautiful.

How long had he wanted to admit that? How long did he hold that thought but couldn’t quite find the words for it until now?  Fuck, why couldn’t he look away from her?! Just look away! Avert eyeballs! Say something! Do something! 

“Jack? Are you okay?”

Was he okay? She was right to ask that because of course he wasn’t! Why was he still staring at her? Why was his heart pounding? Why did she look absolutely delectable and not in the ‘I want to literally eat you’ way?! Her concerned yet intrigued expression made him feel all warm inside. The fact that she cared about him felt so nice to him.

Why did she look so so beautiful? 

“Jack, I-”

His lips met hers in a sloppy yet warm kiss as he scooped her up into his arms to hold her at eye level. He just moved so fast and neither of them had time to properly register what was happening. Sandy’s arms were in the air, eyes wide as Jack’s were closed. However, she slowly relaxed as they both just seemed to melt into each other. Sandy reciprocated as she wrapped her arms around his neck, one hand playing with his hair. Gods, she felt so small in his arms but she fit so right. She was good. She was lovely. She was perfect. 

When it finally hit him that he was kissing her, he quickly pulled away, hoping she wouldn’t slap him silly for that. But to his surprise, she didn’t look the least bit irritated or annoyed like when he usually did something she disliked, the list of which seemed to be slowly going down. In fact, she looked relieved yet also flustered. 

“Are you okay?” He asked, not sure how to proceed or what to do. He had never really done this before with anyone and kissing Sandy, the person who made him freeze up and made his entire body warm, felt so wonderful. But he also did not want to hurt her or do something she disliked. To his own surprise, he wanted her to enjoy this and silently he prayed that she did enjoy it. 

Instead of answering, she leaned forward and kissed him, this time softer and sweeter than his quick and passion-filled kiss. Jack let out an involuntary yet soft groan. When she pulled away, almost hesitantly, she had a satisfied smirk on her lips and her pupils were large. 

“I have been wanting to do that for a long time.” She answered softly with a sultry voice that Jack was not used to hearing but found that he really enjoyed it. 

“You know what?” Jack commented offhandedly before kissing her again, this time it was more of a peck than deep and amorous. He pulled away with a satisfied smile on his face. “Me too.”

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Some older drawings of these two that i'm still proud of (i don't have any new art to post :"D)

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