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Leona with a reader who follows him around

Pairing Leona Kingscholar x GN!reader

Word count: 758

Cw- Leona is a sad sad man/endearing, fluff, reader is not specified to be yuu, not proofread.

A/n: I got a lil carried away while writing so this is more of a ramble than headcanons 🦭 also for some reason my asks got wiped so for everyone who had an req earlier I'm sorry 😞!! They are still open !

Leona didn't know how to feel about you at first, truly you were a mystery to him. He couldn't figure out what your motives were. Seriously no one else came up to him.  They'd usually be too scared to even come up to him. And when they do they always want something from him.

It's always been that way so Leona honestly didn't care anymore he'd either just walk away or give them a glare that sent them running with their tails tucked between their legs.

But you? Sevens he didn't even know what to do with you. He couldn't figure out a single thing you could have possibly wanted from him. You're always following him around.

 At first he was annoyed. Everywhere he went your bubbly presence followed. You always asked him questions and he couldn't stand it. Seriously, he didn't know what to do with you.

He'd tell Ruggie to stay on the lookout for you but it never worked. He honestly believed he let it happen on purpose. At one point he tried to pay you to leave him alone.

You shocked him by shaking your head and telling him you just like being around him. No, you had to want something from him? He just grumbled and turned over and proceeded to try and go back to sleep.

He tried to ignore the way his heart beat increased slightly. He wasn't used to being…wanted.

Leona used to roll his eyes whenever you'd talk about him to others like you were friends. Now he just looks away as his tail flickered slightly in embarrassment. Ruggie would tease him about how you practically followed him around like some lost puppy, and tease him on how he stopped trying to push you away. 

“Don't tell me you've gone soft!”

He hasn't…he just got used to your presence. It's more odd if you stopped coming around. Totally not because he's become attached to you. Not because he's scared if he even pretends to push you away you'll actually leave.

Leona can't help but linger around you as well, the few times you're not following him around he's following you around. He doesn't make it obvious…unless there's someone else getting too much of your attention.

He'll admit it he does get jealous. He knows what being jealous feels like, but he's always been jealous of what people have and yeah sure he's been jealous of lack of attention as a child but this. This is different.

Leona would loom over you intimidating whoever was taking your attention from him, or head straight up to you just to drag you away from them. 

He is in pure denial that he likes you…he's just fascinated by you and your nature. He likes whenever you chirpily talk to him while trying hard to keep up with his stride.

He won't admit to anyone that he feels disappointed whenever he wakes up from a nap and you haven't somehow found him. 

Leona isn't in love be just…wants to kiss that still smile off your face whenever you're ranting. He's not in love, he just wants all your attention. He's not in love, he just wants to drag you down with him while he sleeps. He is not in love, he just wants to call you his. Leona.is.not.in love.

(At least that's what he tells himself)

Leona eventually accepts the reality of his feelings when you two were sitting down at lunch and you told him about how someone had asked you out. He nearly choked on his food. He decided right then and  there that he'd tell you how he feels.

 However he didn't know why but telling you flat out was…hard? He'd just grumbled and continued eating. Ruggie chuckled to himself watching the way Leona's tail flickered in  aggravation.

From then he tries so hard to drop hints that he doesn't just tolerate you. You're not naive but sevens it was like you couldn't pick up a single hint he gave you.

Leona  was so pathetic he just wanted you. Why couldn't you see that? Weren't the gifts not a sign? The fact that he once offered you to nap with him. Yeah he doesn't know what he's doing and even thinks about going to Ruggie but immediately back tracks.

The next time he sees you he just straight up grabs you by the shoulders.

“Herbivore, I like you.”

“I mean I sure hope you do, we're friends right?”

...

You're killing him. He hangs his head in defeat…maybe he should go to Ruggie.

Please help him.

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"A Distant Memory I used to Know" master list

This is a cross post, updated and continued version of my EJ x Reader fic I posted on AO3!

GENERAL CONTENT WARNING AND NOTES FOR THE SERIES: Mentions of death, blood/gore, and child neglect. GN!reader but is AFAB; Reader is slightly implied to be POC as well.Second POV. SLOW BURN

Summary: Back in college an incident left you traumatized with memory loss and constant paranoia. 9 years later after you start to get a better life killings start to show up in your small town. You meet a strange familiar person and it makes you uneasy. Who... is he?

CHAPTER INDEX UNDER THE CUT

CHAPTER ONE: The convenience store

CHAPTER TWO: Another brief meeting

CHAPTER THREE: Memories

CHAPTER FOUR: Kittens

do you write bloody painter? if so, and if you don’t mind, can I have basic bloody painter x reader headcanons?

BLOODYPAINTER X READER HEADCANONS

Cw - sfw, GN! reader

A/n: first request so yay! Also I haven't properly written for bloody painter before but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

* Helen wasn't too keen on a relationship at first, just something he'd never see himself in. Never thought someone would be as insane to see him as a friend let alone a partner.

* Helen took a lot to warm up to you but oh boy was he absolutely obsessed with you once whatever gears in his head started to turn.

*You are his center of attention at almost all times. With that comes being his favorite subject to paint.

* Sometimes he forces you to stay up for a long time just so he can get every last feature of yours right in his newest work.

* I like to think despite everything this man is ALWAYS down for cuddles. Seriously he could just be in the worst mood on the verge of going on a rampage, but a little bit of cuddling with his darling he'll be fine (ish...)

* Is terrible at being romantic like absolutely terrible he just... doesn't know how, he's trying his best, give him a break.

* Doesn't really use nicknames he finds your name beautiful and enjoys using it, to him it feels natural, He sometimes calls you dear or darling (very rarely though)

* He's very soft spoken and just generally doesn't speak way too much even around you.

*Has explained to you one of his newer "projects" and was confused when you were a bit uneasy at the gorey details.

* compliment his art please he loves it.

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Ask and request rules

Hello little bat Starz here! My inbox is open once again ☆

If you have any requests for me whether it be my thoughts on characters or you could ask regarding my already existing series/AUs

Yes:

Headcanons

oneshots

character x character

x readers

Fluff

Angst

Yandere

Romantic and platonic

No:

Nsfw(I don't mind writing a bit of spica however I am just not fully comfortable with my current writing skill)

Incest

Pedophilia

Honestly anything illegal!

I have a few requests along with other things I wanna get out but I do promise a new chapter for A distant memory I used to know will be out soon don't maul me by a bear

Can you please make headcanons Bloody Painter x Reader, when the s/o and Helen meet each other by chance, and then Helen kidnaps them when he realizes he likes them?

(It doesn't matter what gender the reader is)

"My Muse"

Bloody painter x Gn!reader

Cw- Kidnapping, stalking, yandere tendencies tbh, mentions of blood, GN!reader however they are described to be a bit feminine.

A/N: Another BP req whoopie, not really headcanons but I got carried away. I'm really iffy Abt my writing for this one but I hope you still like it (⁠ ⁠･ั⁠﹏⁠･ั⁠)

*Meeting you was a complete accident, Helen bumped into you at a craft store. You were very quick to apologize and he just nodded before continuing on with his day.

*He never thought too much of your first meeting. It was only until you ran into each other again. At a cozy coffee joint. You had quickly recognized him from the week before and struck up a conversation.

*Admittedly Helen really didn't wish to talk. He was here to scope out people for his work. As well as he never liked talking much. Yet he didn't walk away from you. The raven surprised himself when he stayed and just listened to you talk.

*When you realize you were rambling, now embarrassed you apologized and offered to buy him a drink. You mentioned that you often would visit the spot on weekends.

*That was your first mistake.

*After a while of meetings Helen considered you a friend. Nothing more than a friend.

*Sure he thought you were awfully pretty, and found you beyond adorable, he liked how sweet you smelled, and yeah he thought about how kissable your lips were when you were ranting a handfull of times. But all that is normal things.

*That's what he told himself at least. He knew it wasn't true. He soon craved your attention like a mad man.

* He'd follow you home a couple of times( snapping a few pictures to paint later)

* When you told him about the awful date you had over coffee was really the nail in the coffin.

* He needed you. Needed you to be his. He wanted to keep you locked away forever as his Muse.

*Needless to say when you woke up in a dark room with the smell of blood still lingering you were more than not happy.

*Helen couldn't understand why. You didn't want to be with him always? He was just keeping you safe!

*Why were you so upset, He was all you needed and you were all he needed. A perfect match brought together by fate no?

*You'll learn to love him. That's what he says at least

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"A Distant Memory I Used to Know"

Chapter - 2 EyelessJack x GNreader

Previous - chapter index

CW- none

Summary: After you drop your brother off at school you run into that same masked man from a few days ago.

Word count: 2429

“We've been looking more into the recent rise in the numbers of murders taking place in our ci-"

With a click the TV powered off. You needed to not listen to the news, for your own sake you told yourself. Placing the remote back on the counter you let out a sigh.

You don't need anything else to feed your paranoia. You haven't been able to sleep much after the convenience store incident. You felt like you were going insane. It was just some random guy, so why was it driving you crazy?

You hated that one small thing that messed with your head so much.

It's just one guy. One weird masked guy. You felt as if you saw that mask before. Like you know it from somewhere.

Who are you kidding? You needed to call your therapist and see if any spots opened up sooner than your initial date.

"What do you think would happen if a fox were to drink an entire can of soda?" A chirpy voice said from behind you.

Hunter rested his head in his hands. You chuckled and ruffled through his scruffy black hair still slightly damp from his shower. He swatted you away while laughing.

“Foxes don't have opposable thumbs. How would they drink from a can? " You playfully questioned swiftly turning around and flipping the pancake to cook it on the other side.

“Well I never said it had to come from a can just it was the amount that was in a can! Plus it could have knocked it over” The boy playfully bantered back.

You let out a fake hurt gasp before putting your hand on your hip giving him a glare. “Getting sassy with me now Mr, Bold maybe I shouldn't add chocolate chips to your pancakes”

“Nooo” Hunter said, flopping his upper body on the counter, head down.

“That's what I thought” You chuckled gently hitting him on the head with your spatula.

Hunter was one of the only good things in your life that came from your past. You were adopted into a middle class white family when you were 4. Your parents weren't really in your life much however. Growing up you were convinced they only had adopted you for tax benefits.

They weren't physically abusive however they played a massive part in your poor mental health growing up. They didn't go to things like school graduations or after school club things. They never got you anything for Christmas only every other birthday you'd get a happy birthday card as a rushed gift.

They never knew how to take care of things like your hair which you learned all by yourself through lots of trial and era and almost killing it tons of times.

Things like this led to your already poor social skills dropping so low they were basically non-existent. You hated talking to most people and your friends never lasted long.

Except for one boy. You don't remember much about him because a lot of your life is a blur but he was nice and stuck with you throughout highschool as you recall.

Hunter was their golden child. Their first blood child. He was spoiled for the first two years of his life until your mom passed due to unfortunate circumstances.

Your mom was always the more responsible one. She worked a ton and did a lot of the financial work. She tried more with you yet wasn’t super active in your life.

Unlike your father who was always a complete snob. He was a college dropout who stayed home. Sometimes you'd even wonder how any one can put up with that man

Your dad got a new girlfriend pretty fast after your mother's death. Things got worse and your father payed no attention to Hunter after that.

You adored your brother however, he was a good kid with a kind heart. So you were more than happy to basically be the one to raise him for a little bit until you went off to college.

You and Hunter had a 15 year age gap but you two were still extremely close. Your brother got you and helped you stay grounded.

With you having your own place and all you could take care of Hunter more often. Unfortunately for legal reasons you couldn't keep the kid all the time and you've sometimes debated on trying to get full custody over him but you knew it probably wouldn't end well.

Despite only being 12 Hunter was extremely smart. He for the most part understood your weird traumatized brain and was a big help when it came to calming you down other than the pills. He really was your only family.

"Who do you think would win million Pikachus or Godzilla?" The raven hair asked, reaching for the syrup bottle that was on the farther end of the counter. You put the plate of hot pancakes on the surface before pushing the maple syrup closer to the boy.

"How about we stop talking and eat ,hurry before you're late for school" You chuckled to yourself. Hunter pouted but started to dig in anyway.

You went to clean up your batter mess you made in the kitchen. You'd need to change before you left the apartment because your shirt was now covered in dried up pancake mix. You usually didn't make big breakfasts like these but you'd do anything for your brother.

You went off to get changed while Hunter finished up breakfast. It was getting significantly colder so you made sure to put it on your mental list to get Hunter a new winter jacket.He was tall for his age.He had a huge growth spurt a few months ago yet his voice was still as squeaky as can be. His new height difference meant he needed new clothes and you wanted to make sure he stays warm during the upcoming winter.

You two left your apartment after two checks to make sure he had everything. Hunter went on ahead before you, skipping down the steps that led to your apartment which was on the second floor.

You locked up your door, again making sure to lock both the bottom and the top. A familiar meow from a few days rang through your ears. You looked down to see the kitten from before under your legs. It meow and rubbed your leg. Your heart basically melted.

"Hey buddy nice to see you again...I hope you're keeping warm- I can't stay long though" You said to the cat who obviously didn't understand what you were saying just appreciated the chin scratches it received from you.

You realized you should head off before Hunter got inpatient and threatened to eat your entire kitchen again. You gave the chestnut colored cat one last pat before hurrying to catch up with your younger brother.

Hunter's school is luckily in a good distance for you to walk from and back to. This helps save gas whenever he was over on days he had school. You smiled as the younger boy walked on the sidewalk occasionally kicking a fallen leaf.

When you two got to middle school you made sure to do your little "don't get into any trouble" speech before shooing the boy. He gave you a hug before sprinting off when he saw one of his friends. You smiled to yourself as you went to walk in the direction you had came from.

You hummed a random tune as you slowly strolled along the concrete. You weren't in a rush to go anywhere so you could take in the calm scenery. It wasn't an extremely pretty sight as you were just walking through your neighborhood but it was an early morning in the beginning of fall. You were allowed to appreciate the small things.

Your body tensed up but you never stopped walking. There it was again. You couldn't catch a break could you? The feeling of eyes on you was back. It made your skin itch. It made you want to sprint home and get under your covers where you felt safe.

You're just being paranoid again [ name] just like you always are there is no one watc-

Your brain circuited as you felt something hard bump into you. Well more so you bumped into it. A person. Once you collected yourself from your mini shock. God you were all over the place, You fully realized you bumped into a person. A person. A human being.

"Holy shit I am so sorry I wasn't paying attention I-" You blurted out an jumbled up apology. Embarrassed, you cleared your throat. Just like the first time your heart skipped a beat. It felt...sickly. A discomforting feeling of familiarity washed over you.

You were met with silence from the same hooded man from the other day. The same masked weirdo that was like a plague to your mind. That mask. Against you felt as if you've seen it before. The thought made your stomach twist. You soon realized how tall the brunette was exactly. You had to basically step back to look at him properly. He was so tall it almost felt... unnatural.

You got a better look at the man from last time. He was lanky and scruffy looking. You couldn't make out any facial features as he wore a mask. A blue mask covered in some unknown goop. It looked more dried out than the last time you saw it. Maybe it was paint. He wore the basic black hoodie like before and tattered jeans. His shoes were beat up and definitely have seen better days.

The way he looked at you made you cold. You swallowed and subconsciously made yourself look bigger. That damn mask. It would make any normal person uncomfortable but man it felt as if the empty sockets of the eyes were just staring into you.

You were snapped out of your trance when you heard him clear his throat. "No its fine I wasn't paying attention as much as you were..." That british accent called out.

The second time you heard him speak. His voice didn't match his creepy appearance. While it was extremely monotone it was strangely calming. You wanted to say something so bad.

You didn't know why just something made you want to. Maybe you thought talking to him would make him leave your brain completely and you'd give your mind some closer that we was just some weirdo walking around. Just as he started to continue his way down the street.

"Hey um uh-"

You didn't know what to say. He stopped. That's good. You hoped anyway. He turned on his heel and faced you again. He tilted his head in an almost animalistic way. As if he was showing you he was listening, waiting for you to continue. While he stared at you, that weird feeling of being watched came back. You swallowed a lump of air.

"Do you live around here?... I haven't seen you around here is what I meant-" You stopped yourself from talking you sounded like a mess. You felt embarrassed. You honestly didn't know what to say. You started rethinking why you even stopped him. You really had no reason other than you couldn't get this stranger out of your head. You felt absolutely insane.

He's literally just some weirdo that you so happened to run into twice. A weirdo that you for some unknown reason feel like you know. A stranger. A stranger in a mask. Calm yourself.

"Do you…remember me too?”

Your thoughts halted when he spoke up again. You didn't get to catch what he said because you were so wrapped up in your own head. You felt bad and gave him a weak smile.

" I'm sorry, what was that?"

…

" It was nothing I just had said you're that same person from the other day is all. It's funny running into you again especially because I don't necessarily live around here" He supposedly repeated with a shrug. You let out a sigh of relief and chuckled a little to yourself. You really are getting yourself worked up over nothing.

He is just some weirdo.

"sorry for um you know stopping you out of nowhere i just don't know i couldn't get you out of my head- wait no that sound creepy it's just you have a strange.... appearance? I'm just making this worse for myself aren't I" You awkwardly laughed. To your surprise the masked man let out a laugh. This calmed your nerves a little bit.

"I get it not everyday you see someone who looks like...well me I guess. Just walking around in broad daylight like some kind of freak " He replied in his monotone voice. You two just stared at each in silence for a bit. He cleared his throat before nodding his head.

"I should go...stay safe out here with all these murders and all"

"y-yeah um you too"

The brunette walked away with a quick wave goodbye. Maybe he was some psychopath your brain tricked you into thinking you knew after all.

You ran your tongue across your bottom row of teeth before taking a deep breath. You needed a nap, or an entire tub of ice cream. Both. Both would be needed.

You turned on your heels before making your way home. You listened to your footsteps as you walked up your apartment stairs.

You were stopped yet again but a now familiar fur ball. The tiny cat watched you as you unlocked the door to your home. You thought it was going to run off again but instead it let it into the building. You blinked as it turned to you and let out a meow.

"This is not your house, all though I might have to just name you if you keep showing up like this" You basically scolded the kitten.

It meowed at you again as if it was talking back to you. You put your hands on your hip and stared down at the creature. "You're adorable but you need out" You said as if it understood you, you pointed to the open door.

It just meowed again and walked farther into your home. You let out a sigh. You were to mentally and physically exhausted to chase a kitten out of your home. You shut your front door and promised yourself you'd deal with the kitten who was now rubbing itself all over your couch later.

—

"What happened to you?"

....

"stay back"

"please..."

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MALLEUS

"Different"

Malleus Draconia x GN! Reader

Summary: Ramshackle's perfect seems to catch Malleus's eye but he can't seem to place his finger on why exactly they're so special.

Cw- reader is yuu, Malleus is obvious to his own feelings,Fluff , oneshot

Word count: 984

A/N: again my reqs and asks are open so if you enjoy my work don't be afraid to flood my inbox (I need the ideasヾ⁠(⁠*⁠’⁠Ｏ⁠’⁠*⁠)⁠/)

Malleus really couldn't understand what about you drew him in. He just couldn't think of a logical answer for why you'd occupy his thoughts even if you weren't even there. Or why he got so eager whenever it was time for the class you two shared.

You were different. You didn't try to avoid him like the plague. You never went out of your way to be overly formal with him. You were well. You.

You acted like he was just any other student, not caring of his title and reputation. You'd actually go out of your way to talk to him.

You never wanted anything out of him, just his time, nothing more. It made him happy. That you would be the one to seek him out. The dragon felt like you were a real friend.

Yet that still wasn't enough for the fae. Malleus still didn't understand why you were just so special enough for him to react to you so differently from everyone else.

He didn't know why his face would burn whenever you'd comment on his magic, or when you'd compliment him on the smallest of things.

He tried to chalk it up to him being happy that you actually liked those things and not just saying it to butter him up but that couldn't be the case.

Because soon he started seeking out your praise as well as wanting to impress you. Doing things extra whenever you were watching just for the chance you'd notice(and admittedly compliment him).

Malleus also couldn't understand why his heart would beat so incredibly fast when you'd smile. Whenever you'd smile it was like a ray of sunshine he could bathe in.

He absolutely loved it. He just couldn't understand why. Wh-

"Mal?" You spoke, looking up at the taller figure. You looked concerned before smiling at his startled expression.

"You were so out of it" You couldn't help but giggle. Your laugh was like heavenly music to his ears. The housewarden cleared his throat

"Sorry about that dear [Name], I was just... thinking" The raven hair finally responded. He tried to calm the way his heart raced when you called out to him.

“Are you sure you're good ? you're all red in the face, I hope you're not sick or anything” you said now a bit concerned. It was just like you to pick up on the blush that was now spreading across his face and ears like a wildfire.

Your eyes narrowed playfully, your grin widening. “So what were you thinking about then, you were so out of it you didn't even comment on my story on how cute grim was actually earlier!”

"I... I’m fine," Malleus finally managed, though his voice came out softer than he intended. Clearing his throat once again, he tried to regain some semblance of composure, though his heart pounded furiously against his chest like crazy.

He opened his mouth to answer, but his mind betrayed him. He wasn’t thinking about anything in particular—just you. The way your smile lit up your entire face, the way you spoke to him like he wasn’t someone to be feared or avoided but just... Malleus. Any other student.

"Reflecting," he said at last, though the word felt hollow compared to the complete truth. "On various matters.

You didn’t seem convinced, and the way your lips curled into a knowing smirk made his pulse quicken.

You placed your hands on your hips. “Oh really” you quizzed dramatically raising an eyebrow.

"I-I assure you, [Name], I was merely lost in thought nothing more" he stammered, trying so hard to seem unbothered . But his voice faltered, betraying his calm facade.

"Lost in thought, huh?" you mused, leaning forward a bit, your gaze softening slightly at how flustered Malleus had become.

"I’m sure there’s more to it than that. You always seem so... distracted whenever I talk to you. It’s honestly really cute."

"C-Cute?" he echoed, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don’t... think I would describe myself as such."

The compliment struck him harder than he liked to admit. His face flushed an even deeper shade of red, and he hastily looked away, it was hard to try and stop the smile tugging at his lips.

It was quite the sight to see.

"Well you don't have to think so," you replied with a wink, your teasing tone shifting into something more genuine ."But “ you continued, moving out of the raven hair’s space a bit.

“I do think it suits you, Mal."

Malleus’ heart thudded loudly in his chest as your words hit him like a truck. He loved any form of praise from you but for the fae this was too much.

His mind was reeling, the words spinning in his head as they tried to make sense of the feelings coursing through him. You thought he was cute. You thought he, Malleus Draconia—was cute. It was something he had never considered before, and yet here you were, saying it so casually, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“Well ..thank you child of man” The housewarden mumbled just enough for you to hear. You smiled and nodded at him.

He really couldn't understand why he felt this way about you. What made this human so special? He couldn't understand, perhaps he'd maybe end up asking Lilia about it.

“Well I should head back to my dorm before Grim manages to rip it to shreds…more than it already is” You chuckled at your own comment.

“Yes it is getting rather late into the afternoon… I suppose this is goodbye for now “ He spoke. It always pained him when you eventually had to part ways.

“Good night Mal!” You waved him goodbye before walking off Into the direction of ramshackle dorm.

“Goodnight…”

Malleus didn't understand his feelings. But he did understand one thing. He didn't want the feeling to ever go away.

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"Just a Distant Memory I Used to Know "

Chapter 4 - EyelessJack x GNreader

Previous - chapter index

Cw- mentions of blood, nightmares [reader doesn't think rationally but it's a creepypasta x reader what do you expect]

Summary: EJ appears in your home.

Word count: 3035

“Yeah…”

His mind was going a hundred miles per hour. Every time you spoke in that same damn voice it made me feel crazy.

“Do you always, like er, wear that?” You chuckled light heartedly, commenting on his seemingly identical appearance.

Your words fell on deaf ears. They reached him even making the pointed ears twitch underneath his hood. Yet he didn't respond. His brain conflicted.

He missed you so much but it's not the same. He used to yearn for your voice, to hear it one last time. Now he wanted to rip off his ears to ignore the fact you're actually here and not just a figment of his imagination.

He wish this was just a fucked up joke his twisted mind was playing on him. He didn't want to accept the fact you're here. Because it's not the same. Nothing will be the same.

He's changed. He wants to hold you tell you everything to tell you how fucking sorry he was. How much he missed you, how much he thought of you. You were his only true friend, he never moved on.

Yet he wasn't human. You don't remember what happened that night. You don't remember him at all. So shouldn't he just forget you.

But how could you, how could he when you stood there in front of him, seeking him out. He felt trapped. He didn't like it. Emotions weren't something a monster was supposed to feel.

He was weak and sad.

“Oh sorry, that was offensive” You apologized, snapping him out of his thoughts. He smiled. Why was he smiling?

“No sorry I was just lost in thought, no harm done” He spoke, accent thick. What was he thinking? He could have walked away with you thinking you upset him or something perfect excuse to stay away from you. Yet it's never that simple is it. He wanted to talk to you. Despite every part of him screaming to leave you alone.

You let out a sigh of relief glad you hadn't pissed off this guy. You still were understandably werry of him. You looked up at him and gave him an awkward smile.

“[Name]” A voice called behind you. Hunter awkwardly looked down as he tugged at your sweater. He looked anxious and his black locs fell over his face.

Jack quickly recognized the boy. Hunter was your pride and joy when you were a teen. You took care of him and all his needs. You'd juggle your school along with him. Jack would admire the way you were so put together and responsible at such a young age.

“Oh yeah what's up?” You said turning to the raven hair ruffling his hair making him ease up a bit. Just like you used too. Jack couldn't take his eyes-or lack of, off you.

“Is he one of your friends?” He asked, chipped tooth showing. He looked up at the tall masked man. You patted his head and gave him a reassuring smile.

You looked at Jack then back at Hunter. You definitely wouldn't call this guy your friend. He was still a stranger. A stranger that you feel like you know. Maybe you were just losing it.

While he made you extremely uneasy, every time you spoke with him it felt…natural.

“No me and Mr mask aren't friends, we just keep bumping into each other” You said looking at Jack. The brunette froze. For some reason you looking at him like that made him feel something.It was almost nostalgic.

He realized you were waiting for him to say something. He quickly cleared his throat and nodded his head.

“Mhm…although Is Mr mask necessary” He spoke. Here he was talking to you like it was nothing. Like he was some regular guy. Like he wasn't a murderer, like he hadn't eaten people,like he wasn't part of the reason people were going missing; showing up dead.

He didn't need to be around you. He didn't deserve it. It wasn't right nor fair. You didn't need to deal with him. He caused so much trauma, and you didn't even know it was him. You still sat and smiled at him.

He was selfish. So fucking selfish. Was it so wrong to pretend? At least for a little while…

“Well unless you tell me your name that's what we're going with it” You snickered. Jack would roll his eyes if he had anything.

“Okay you can call me EJ” He stated, crossing his arms. He usually disliked when his roommates would call him EJ or any form of eyeless Jack. It reminded him how he wasn't human anymore. But he couldn't find himself telling you his name.

“Okay well EJ, I'm [name], nice to formally meet you, this is Hunter my younger brother” You smiled up at him. You didn't know why you trusted him so much.

It was like a guy feeling. To just let it happen. You were reckless. This was a stranger, you couldn't ignore the way the feeling of eyes watching you would always find you when he was around. Or deny the way your stomach would twist. How uncomfortable your body and mind seemed to be subconsciously.

“Well I have to finish up some things so, I'll probably see you around. Stay safe!”

“You…too”

—

You laid on the couch in your living room. You were exhausted but couldn't sleep. Hunter had already gone off to bed since he had school in the morning. So you were just left to your own thoughts.

The brown kitten you now called Leona snuggled up in your neck. You brushed against his fur as he purred soundly.

You stared up at the ceiling blankly. The sound of the TV you had on to try and entertain yourself was drowned out by your thoughts.

What was going on with you. Lately you've been having even weirder dreams. So much so you've been avoiding sleep like crazy. You know you needed it. You couldn't function without it.

Yet every time you slept you'd have a dream. A memory. The last one you remember so vividly.

You were in a room. It was dark but familiar. Looked like a dorm. Probably your's. You were in a panic. The way your heart pounded in your ears felt too real.

You remember having one goal. Finding a place to hide. From someone. Something. You could smell blood. It made your skin crawl. You looked for any sign of movement, holding your breath as to not be loud.

You remember hearing the sound of heavy footsteps. A figure stood over you. Looked almost human but it was too tall. It was blurry you couldn't remember what it looked like. You wanted to scream but nothing left your throat in shock.

“Please…”

And then you woke up. Your face scrunched up at the thought. It was just a nightmare yet it felt so real and so familiar. You were convinced it was a memory. Something to do with your past.

Or maybe you were just an insane person whose life has been so distorted you don't know what's reality and what's fiction anymore.

You needed to talk to your therapist. As soon as possible. This was getting out of control.

You signed and rested a hand over your face. You needed sleep. You had to work at the office. The thought made you groan , you could already feel the headache from your coworkers from here.

You needed a day off or something. Maybe you'd take Raven up on her next offer of going out. …Maybe.

You felt your eyes start to flutter shut as the exhaustion of the day caught up with you. Leona let out a yawn and as if on cue you did too.

“Good night little guy”

—

“You know you should be more careful Toby” The man said, weaving the stitch through the shorter brunette’s wound. Toby watched blankly as the demon carefully threaded the needle through his rough skin.

“I k-know “ He huffed, leaning back on the medical bed.

“Seriously this isn't going to heal if you keep popping the stitch” The masked man scolded.

“Ye-yes doc, since wh-hen did you care so m-much anyway, don't tell me you've gone soft on me” Toby teased. Jack paused for a second before continuing.

“You wish, I'm tired of doing it over and over, you need to learn to do it yourself, you guys love being so reckless but don't know how to patch yourselves up” The eyeless demons stated simply.

The brunette huffed and looked to the side. He felt like he needed to talk about something even if he knew Jack was more than content with staying quiet.

“You know y-you keep disa-apppearing lately” He spoke, his hands tapping on his leg.

Jack paused. He had been leaving a lot more lately. Since you came back into his life. He would always tell himself he was scooping out easier prey areas.

He knew that wasn't true. At one point of time it was until last month. He knew he left more often in hopes to see you. He hated that he yearned for your presence so much.

He was doing perfectly fine up until you came back into his life. Maybe it was because you were the only preserved thing from when he was human. So close but always out of reach. He knew the circumstances. He didn't need friends.

That's what he told himself.

“I suppose I have…”

—-

One the count of reckless things Jack has done in the last year this was the most. He narrowed his eyes watching as the police searched the ground from the balcony he was on.

His sharp teeth went into his cheek as he made sure to make himself as small as possible. He needed to find somewhere to hide for a bit.

Granted he could realistically take out them all. He just was not in the proper headspace. He groaned as he leaned against the glass of the sliding glass door.

He'd broken into places before to hunker down. And from the looks of it, whoever lived there wasn't home or was asleep.

He expected to have to break a lock but to his surprise the door was simply…open. Man who ever lived here was really forgetful or a dumbass.

He closed the door behind him as softly as possible. The brunette smelled another animal in the home. He looked around not seeing anything.

He sat on the floor and whipped the blood from off his mask with his sleeve. He ran his tongue across his teeth feeling the sharpness.

The metallic taste of blood still lingered in his mouth. He just ate yet he was still hungry. It was like no matter how much he ate the fire wouldn't die out.

The hooded man’s ears twitched as a meow filled the quiet room. A brown kitten sat in front of him. He blinked before quietly trying to shoo the cat away. This only piqued the kitten's interest more and he moved closer, climbing into Jack's lap.

The demon didn't know what to do and awkwardly picked up the feline and held him away from his body.

Jack placed him down but the kitten only came back playfully nibbling on his fingers. The small creature was undeniably cute but Jack wasn't here to play with a house cat.

The kitten meows again as if begging for attention. The demon sighed and petted the kitten causing him to purr. Friendly cat.

The masked man's ears perked up at the sound of keys jingling. He was quick to get up. Claws subconsciously gripping his scalp. The cat ran over to the door meowing loudly.

He backed up into the Shadows. He didn't want to kill another tonight but sometimes that's just how it goes. Ready to pounce, the door opened.

“Leona!” A familiar voice rang out. His sockets wided. Every part of his body stood still as you stepped more into the apartment too focused on the brown cat for you to notice him.

He couldn't hurt you. Not like he'd ever think of it. He unfortunately had no backbone when it came to you. After all these years that hadn't changed.

“EJ?!?” You yelled almost in a whisper. Your eyebrows furrowed as you picked up Leona in your arms. You swallowed thickly. What the fuck was going on.

EJ was usually creepy but him in your home especially in the dark was just so unsettling. You reasonably were scared and wanted to yell but you also didn't want to wake your brother.

You took in his figure everything about his usual state was ten times creeper. It's like he was taller, more animal-like. Your eyes widened when you noticed the dried blood on his mask.

“Wh-what are you doing here! Did you follow me? how did you get in ?” you stammered words not coming out how you'd like.

Jack tried to make himself smaller as much as he could. “[Name ] let me explain I'm not here to hurt you” he tried to reassure you, trying to seem as non threatening as possible which was basically impossible.

You were scared and tired. You set Leona down and he stayed between your legs looking between you and Jack. You slid onto the floor and curled up.

“Where you stalking me” you voiced trying to stay calm. Why were you just talking? Why weren't you screaming for help or calling the cops?

“No…I was looking for a place to…lay low it just so happened to be your place since your balcony was unlocked I swear I didn't come intentionally!” He spoke. He was being honest but he didn't know if you'd believe him.

If that would even help his case since he basically just admitted to needing to hide from the cops. Maybe it was best for you to know him for who he was. A monster.

“So you just go breaking into people's homes, not cool man “ you chuckled. You'd always resort to humor in these situations.

“I mean what did you want me to do?” He playfully added. Talking as if this whole situation wasn't insane.

You snorted and shook your head. “Not get blood all over my carpet and cat” you said looking down at Leona whose fur was slightly covered in crimson.

“Sorry about that…” He muttered. This was weird. Why were you too just…talking? He's clearly dangerous so you seriously have no fear in your body. No, not that you were definitely scared.

You were just…stupid.

“I suppose you both need to be cleaned up.” You spoke shakily picking up Leona again along with the bag you came in with.

You slowly walked into your apartment more. Jack didn't know what to do so he just followed. Him walking behind you was so…uncomfortable. Yet you just continued.

You made it to the bathroom. Before placing Leona in the sink. He meowed trying to cling onto you but you unlatched his claws from your shirt.

You were already planning on giving him a bath. You even got him a collar on your way home. You were exhausted, everything was so much. Perhaps you were just too tired for your brain to really register the danger that looked behind you.

You told Jack he could wash his hands in the tub almost like a command. He nodded and turned to the low tub. The bathroom was a bit cramped with you both in it because of his large stature .

He made himself as small as he could. He looked more human now. So many thoughts filled his head but he just bit his lip.

“You know I should have known you were some serial killer, your odd appearance and the recent murders, should have been more suspicious huh” You said trying to find humor in the situation.

Your stomach turned as the blood washed from his chestnut colored fur. His green eyes looking up at you, big and wide. You smiled a little, scratching under his chin.

“Yea and yet you're not calling the cops” The masked man said, making sure to get up under his clawed hands. He watched as the blood followed in the water down the drain.

“I should…”

“But I won't “ You said, grabbing a towel to rub Leona dry. You really should. That would be the logical sensible thing an adult should do. This could put your brother at risk but when look turned to look at Jack still hunched over the tub you just…couldn't.

“EJ”

“[Name]”

“You have a lot of explaining to do” you spoke, picking up the now shivering kitten completely wrapping him up in the towel.

You seriously needed a break, you were just so tired. You sluggishly flopped on the couch. You put the green collar around his neck.

“There you go Leo! Matches your eyes” you baby talked him. He meowed ears twitching. His head rested on your leg. You sighed.

“His name is Leo?” The masked man said, his British accent unusually prominent as he spoke.

“Leona,” You corrected before sitting up.

Jack stared at you. This felt so familiar just sitting talking. Just like when you were two stupid teens. He sort of envied the way you managed to stay practically the same. He was more than different looking from when he was a teen.

He watched your lazy eyes as you yawned. Your work clothes a mess and your name tag hung from your neck by your lanyard.Dark circles are very clear on your face. He could tell you weren't sleeping often.

“So why were you hiding from the cops “

“Hungry”

He was being honest. No point lying to you. Hiding himself from you.

You quickly put two and two together. You face subconsciously cringed. Your skin crawled as you realized he was behind the killings involving missing organs.

“You're a …cannibal wow that was just not on my list of things to find out tonight…none of this was” You said petting the purring cat that was buried into your lap.

Jack huffed. “I wouldn't say that, I would be if I was human”

“What do you mean?”

—-