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Jinxed || Creepypasta & Marble Hornets x Male Reader

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Extra Tags: Slow Burn, Polyamory, Toxic Yaoi

Content Warnings: Extreme Blood, Gore and Violence. Cannibalism. Cannibalistic Thoughts. Suicidal Thoughts and Suicide Attempts. Psychological Torture. Psychological and Emotional Abuse. Abuse of Authority. Implied/Referenced Abuse. Stalking. Kidnapping. Stockholm Syndrome. Slurs.

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Pride Special 2026 - Bitch I’m Gay

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Happy Pride my fellow queer brothers! I got the random motivation to post something after not really having the time to write a full chapter in a long while. And these special chapters act as practice for things and moments I want to explore later on in the story. I wanted to explore polyamorous dynamics for potential endings as I realize it's not something that's really seen in fanfics. You spend the whole story chatting it up with everyone only to have to choose in the end. Or the misleading love triangle. Nah. I want em all. All at once. We're all in this together type shit. We all love each other. So I've written two scenarios. The first is Jeff x Reader x Toby. The second is EJ x Reader x Liu. This special does contain spoilers for a major plot point for the middle of the story [yeah. the middle. like end of act 2 start of act 3 middle... and who knows when that'll be written.] so keep that in mind if you read this. And now I have some news! This story will be back on track soon. I took a boot camp class for IT Support and it has taken up most of my time. However I graduate next month so by August I should be back to full time writing. I have still been planning this out in the background so I've got plenty of foundation for the next handful of chapters. I'm hoping it's enough material to create a consistent upload schedule but we shall see. No promises. Second, Jinxed will now be posted to AO3, Tumblr and Wattpad [some time tomorrow or Monday]! The links to these accounts will can be found in my bio. Also I have created a Saucepan account. Originally I was going to use Janitor AI to make bots based on Jinxed and its universe, as well as other Creepypasta stuff I wanna explore, but I've recently moved to Saucepan so I'll be making those there. Third, I have a lot of random side content I've been thinking of for Jinxed. One shots, senarios, incorrect quotes, stuff like that. I also have a ton of scraps from both this version and the old version of Jinxed. However I wasn't quite sure where to put those and how I'd go about managing them. So that's what Tumblr will be used for. The main story will be there but I'll also be posting any bonus content I come up with and want to share. And once I get everything situated and reach a flow state I'll open up my blog to Asks. That way you guys can ask me questions or send requests for one shots or any chat bot ideas you guys wanna see. Anyway that's all from me. Once more Happy Pride my dudes. And for those of you that skimmed through this or skipped it entirely (don't worry. I do that too.):

???: It's pride month! You know what that means!

***: …Huh? What, do you want me to like, possess gay people and become them? Or avoid them entirely?

???: … (:

***: What? What is it?? What do you want!?!?

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Jun ??, 20XX

Time is nothing here.

Days pass by in seconds. Hours pass by in years. The sun rises only for just a moment. Night feels eternal.

I'm starting to think this mansion exists on another plane of existence. The forests surrounding it are crawling with all sorts of creatures. Monsters seen only in nightmares or good horror movies. Animals that are not quite right. Psycho killers on a hunt.

And yet they insist we're still here. That I haven't been brought far.

You now as kids we always imagine what it would be like to have sharp teeth, claws, a tail, features more like an animal than a human.

…No? Just me? Ok then. Anyway-

I never thought what it'd be like if I were to actually acquire these features. What it’d feel like to transform.

What it’d feel like to truly take on a new shape and be reborn into a monster.

I wish I never wanted these things as a kid. Maybe if I were normal. If I were born right. If my mind had just been set straight.

Maybe I wouldn't be here again. Once more feeling ashamed for what I am. For who I am. Maybe I’d be spending my day flaunting my pride with a group of new friends. New normal friends.

Or maybe I’d be off pretending to be a dude bro to fit in. Wearing a mask to hide my true nature. Fighting desperately to just be the same.

But I’m not.

And I never will be.

I’ll always be this fucked up, hot mess of a person.

I’ll always be gay. I’ll always act first and think later. I’ll always be just a little bit insane. …Ok, very much insane.

That's just who I am.

So maybe…maybe I should embrace the monster I have become.

After all, it's all I’ll ever be.

It’s just that now, my insides, are my outsides. (???)

(really thought I ate with that one huh?)

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[name] stared awkwardly at his nude body in the mirror.

It had changed quite a bit.

Taller. Limbs seemingly stretched to make room for what was now inside him.

Thinner. Body squashed to contain himself. Bones visible underneath skin pulled tight.

Small tares had formed in places where his body was exceptionally shifted; scarring over almost instantly and forming an intricate pattern along his body.

Almost like the rips were intentional.

His skin seemed to be taking on a grayish and white tint, rapidly losing color. He resembled a ghost. A dead man walking.

Before this his muscles had grown well defined. He was visibly stronger, larger, no longer possessing the body of a gangly teenager mid puberty.

But now…?

He looked frail. He looked sick. He looked fatigued.

But he felt strong. He felt hungry. He felt restless.

‘ “Your body won't behave normally for a long while. Expect it to shift and change drastically as it adjusts to the changes.” ’

‘ “Your figure will fill out eventually. You may not feel it but you are in a severely weakened state. Drained. Yet so full of life at the same time.” ’

The Jacks had said that to him.

It was confusing. There were three Jacks in the mansion. EJ. LJ. And JN, or GJ or even SJ as some jokingly called him.

Doesn't help that they all prefer Jack on a personal level. Thankfully they're all distinctly different so it's easy to tell them apart, even in conversation. But still mildly confusing.

‘Jack…the dead one. Wait- they're all kinda dead in their own way aren't they?’

'Whatever. Ghost Jack said my body will be surging with power. But if I dared to give in to it while my body is in this fragile state I could seriously injure myself.’

‘I’m basically an anime protagonist. I have all this power at my fingertips and yet I can't control it. I’ll get hurt if I try, even after all the training I did to prepare for it…’

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Jeff The Killer & Ticci Toby: How to Cuddle your Now Cryptid “Friend”

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Jeff stood outside [name]’s room lost in thought. The former man had holed up in there for days; hardly ever leaving. Eventually he had resorted to not eating, so he'd never have to leave.

As much as he hated to admit it, Jeff was slightly worried for his… “friend”. He wasn't quite sure how to view [name] after all that had happened. When things had started to feel real. When he’d stopped acting.

Either way, [name] was a close companion to Jeff. And he was greatly concerned for the other's health.

He’d seen this spiral before; been through it himself. But he didn't know how to manage it. What exactly brought someone back. What had to be said to make them feel better.

For him it was easy. Stick a knife through some flesh, whether it was his own or someone else's, and get over it.

But [name] was new to this. The blood on his hands was still fresh. And he had only just begun.

“H-he’s not… no-not leaving there. You kn-know that… Right?”

Toby spoke suddenly.

“I know. That's kinda why I’m here.”

“F-force… him out?”

“Exactly.”

Toby turned his attention to [name]’s door. It wasn't locked, he wasn't allowed to do that yet, but no one had dared enter. Except for EJ, one of the few who could handle [name] in his current state.

The two had suffered quite a similar fate. What [name] was currently living through, EJ had already experienced.

The demon had warned it’d be best to give [name] space. Let him resolve things on his own.

But it had been almost a month now and Slenderman was getting impatient. He still had much work to do on [name], before he'd be satisfied.

“To be… to be honest. Th-the big man… is g-getting impatient. Th-there's still… still more progress t-to be ma-made.” Toby huffed, walking away.

“So where the fuck are you going then?”

“Kitchen. My room. Back here.”

Jeff paused, watching Toby leave. It took a moment for him to realize what the man's mission was. Then he remembered something EJ had mentioned.

‘ “Throw a shirt at him or something.” The demon grumbled, rummaging through a cabinet full of medical supplies. “Something for him to cling to. Something with your scent. He has to relearn to get used to you.” ’

At the time, Jeff thought it was utter bullshit. At the end of the day, it was still [name]. He was different, sure, had some new additions, but it was still his body. Surely he'd remember the moments they'd spent drunk in the woods.

‘ “Yes it's still [name]. But he’s far different now. Much more like an animal than a human. I don't expect you to understand but, think of it this way, he's kinda like your brother in a sense.” ’

‘ “Liu is still himself most of the time. But there's something darker just underneath. Almost always active. Likely always listening. A different person entirely just on the other side. And while it's still Liu’s body and still his mind; it's not really him is it?” ’

And as stupid as it sounded Jeff still found himself collecting various materials. A sweater he'd stolen from [name]. One of his own, slightly less bloodied, hoodies. And a box of snacks he'd always steal for the man.

Toby and Jeff met back up in front of [name]’s room, hands full of various items. They nodded at each other once before Toby knocked on [name]’s door, knowing no one would answer.

As expected, silence greeted them.

Moments later Toby opened the door slowly, remaining at the doorway until [name] was located.

The room was trashed, or as trashed as possible considering all the furniture was nailed down and secured. Deep scratches covered the walls and floor, accompanied by the occasional dent. Clothes, both shredded and intact, were tossed around, laid out upon every surface. Most of them were caked in blood and crumpled up.

[name] stood naked in front of a full length mirror at the back left corner of the room. A pile of clothes laid at his feet, as if just taken off. He was slightly hunched over and a few paces back from the mirror, as his body was too tall to be seen in full up close.

His hair laid tossed around on his shoulders, bangs held away from his face by neon pink and purple hair clips, no doubt donated by Nina. A long tail, laid awkwardly across the floor behind him, occasionally brushing against the floor or twitching before falling limp again.

“Is this just what you do all day? Admire yourself in the mirror naked?” Jeff taunted, being the first to dare enter the room, “And when the fuck did you grow a tail!?”

[name]’s head snapped up, his now slightly pointed ears twitching at the unexpected voice. He bent backwards looking at the two from an upside down angle. “Just this morning.” He rasped, tail picking up off the floor. It hung awkwardly above the floor, swaying slowly like a chandelier in the wind of an old, cold home.

“Don't look at us like that. You look like Toby.” Jeff huffed, tossing the stolen sweater over [name]’s head. “Shit. Your room looks worse than mine. I thought you were a clean person.”

Toby elbowed Jeff harshly in the side, intentionally, and slowly approached [name], “When Jack said, throw a shirt at him, I don't he meant that literally.” The man grumbled, gently removing the sweater from [name]’s face.

[name] stared at Toby blankly. His eyes, previously dull with emotion, seemed to gain a bit of life and light for the first time in a while. He wasn't quite sure what to say, but it seemed his body did as he left out a small chuff.

The two stared in silence for a long while, saying nothing as they merely gazed into each other's dull eyes.

“Alright Romeo and Julian, we get it. You're both madly in love.” Jeff butted in, approaching the two, “I feel like a third wheel here.”

Toby punched Jeff in the shoulder, intentionally, before breaking his gaze with [name] to roll his eyes.

“I know you did that shit on purpose.” Jeff grumbled.

Toby ignored him and simply held out the things he'd brought.

A pullover brown striped hoodie, which was stolen from [name] way back in the beginning of their “friendship”, a random shirt he'd stolen from EJ and a bag of snacks.

“L-look. I know th-this isn't…i-ideal. An-and you probably… probably don't for-f. Forgive us. But… um.” Toby’s sentence broke off as he fell short on what more he could possibly say.

Feelings and relationships wasn't exactly something he had practice with. He could mask and pretend to like someone, but never truly cared. As for what he had with Jeff, that was a can of worms both refused to acknowledge.

“We're concerned. And sorry. And would like to, attempt to fix it.” Jeff mumbled, holding out his offering as well.

Toby nodded along, trying desperately not to snap his head in the wrong direction or mimic [name]'s pose.

“This feels like a peace offering to a greater entity you've angered.” [name] mumbled, tilting his head at the two.

“Yeah. Kinda what this is asshole. Weren't you just looking in a mirror?”

[name] smiled, his mouth stretched much further than it did previously, seemingly splitting open at the corners. His teeth were now all mostly sharp, with prominent canines, much larger and longer than his natural ones were. “I know. I like it. I should get mad at you two more often.” He practically growled, slowly picking his head up and straightening his body out.

Jeff only snorted as he tossed his hoodie, and the clothes Toby brought at [name], “Fuck off and get dressed bitch.” He grumbled, making his way to the other side of the room.

[name] stared at the clothes now piled around him, eyeing them intently. His tail twitched in curiosity once he recognized two of the garments, “You guys stole these from me all the way back at the beginning. I didn’t know you still wore them.” He hummed, putting on the first top he grabbed, along with his discarded boxers and shorts he didn’t remember ever owning. Likely a donation from another demon within the mansion.

“Why would I steal a sweater and not wear it?” Jeff said, glazing over his shoulder.

“Sc-scent rea-re… Reasons. Weird romance shit.” Toby grumbled.

“Oh of course Julian knows all about romance. Maybe you should be Romeo.”

“Him being Romeo implies I’m the bottom. Therefore I do not agree.” [name] huffed, finally moving away from the mirror after what could have been days, if not weeks. “Besides. You guys are too psychotic to know a thing about romance.”

“Not true. Who said psychos can't love?”

“N-not that we… we can’t lo-love. More like…we lo-love i-in a… psychotic way.”

“Yeah. Like kidnapping me on Christmas and trying to kiss it better. Sane people don’t do that.”

Jeff and Toby winced at the tone of [name]’s voice. For a moment it seemed like he’d turn, go feral, and snap at them. Luckily for them, [name] only stalked past them flopping down on his makeshift nest of two old mattresses, a ton of pillows and blankets. The two watched the man turned demon gather the pillows and blankets, rearranging their positions.

[name] eventually sat down, leaning his back against the wall. “As much as I want to devour you both ass first I’m not in a cannibalistic mood. Consider yourselves lucky.” He snarled finally sitting down. Patting the empty space besides him with his tail he beckoned the two forward. “Come on. It’ll be just like old times.”

Seconds later the two joined him, placing the snacks off to the side like an offering at an altar. Toby sat on [name]’s left and Jeff on his right.

“Feels different. You're too tall now.” Jeff mumbled, trying to find the right position against [name]’s side, “And fuckin boney.”

"And who’s fault is that?” [name] teased, wrapping his tail around Jeff’s body, “You're just mad I’m taller than you now.”

“See? You get it.”

[name] deadpanned, tapping the side of Jeff’s head with the tip of his tail, “It’s giving, toxic masculinity.”

“I-I miss…yo-your shoulder.” Toby grumbled, trying to find the right spot against [name]’s new body.

Typically, Toby laid almost slumped over [name]’s shoulder. He had picked up a habit of resting his head in the dip of [name]’s shoulder whenever he got the chance. Whether it was while waiting in line at the dining hall, studying in the library or cuddling on [name]’s bed, his head always found its way to [name]’s shoulder. Most of the time this ended with Tody practically ragdolling over [name], slumped entirely into the man’s side and halfway on top of him. Granted somebody had to be on top of another for three grown men to fit on a twin xl mattress; no matter how thin it was still a tight fit.

[name] grumbled playfully, readjusting so he was laying down, “Fine. Since you both wanna complain so much.” He rolled onto his side, facing Toby, not feeling like having a big spoon, little spoon argument with the two, which would likely go one for an hour considering how stubborn all three of them were.

The three spent a moment getting comfortable, before chaos broke out once more.

“Nope. For once, this doesn’t feel right.” Jeff complained. He laid pressed against [name]’s back, his arms half wrapped around the demon, whose hair was falling over his face like an itchy veil. The demon’s tail had ended up between Jeff’s legs, coiling around his body like a snake. “For one. Your fucking tail Fuck off with it. Two? Your fucking huge.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

“I-I don’t… I don’t know about you, bu-but I’m per-perfec- …Perfectly fine.” Toby muffled, pressed against [name]’s chest and caged tightly by the demon’s arms. “Although I could be suffocating.”

[name] snarled and let go of Toby, rolling over and crushing Jeff beneath him. His tail uncoiled from the man's waist, instead wrapping itself around Toby’s leg. [name] repositioned himself, placing his hands on either side of Jeff’s head; his knees pressing against the man’s hips as he sat on top of him.

“This better for ya?” He sneered, baring his fangs, “Maybe you’d be better off with your mouth stuffed full.”

Jeff’s hands braced against [name]’s chest in a failed attempt to shove the demon off. Normally he could easily flip [name] over, and the two would tussle for a while. Now [name] was far too large and far too heavy for that.

“Never fuckin mind.” He mumbled, averting his gaze slightly, “Now get your fat ass off me!”

Toby snickered, watching the two swat at each other playfully. It was like watching a large dog trying to play with a cat. Obviously the dog was winning, but only because the cat let it.

“Fuck you Toby!” Jeff barked at him.

“Wha-what did I do?!”

“Not help me!”

Toby sighed before getting up, reluctantly, and decided to tag along.

However not in the way Jeff wanted.

Instead he flopped on top of [name]’s adding more weight. His chin found [name]’s shoulder almost instantly, and he dropped like dead weight, causing [name] to lean further against Jeff, his tail unraveling from the man's leg and helping brace his weight.

“Toby you bitch!”

“S-suck it…Loser!”

[name] laughed, leaning down to whisper in Jeff’s ear, “What's wrong Jeffrey? Afraid of being a bottom? Don't worry, I’ll be kind to you. For now.” He chuckled, fangs grazing Jeff’s ear as he spoke.

“Let hell I’d let you fuck me!” Jeff huffed, bringing his arm up around [name]’s neck, “Besides. That’d mean you'd have to let Toby fuck you. That man can't thrust to save his life.”

“No-n. Nah…fuckin-. Not true!” Toby retaliated, grabbing at Jeff’s hair and forcing his head back and muttering darkly, “And you of all people should know that.”

Jeff went silent, merely glaring up at Toby. His pale face was a light shade of red as he snarled at the male. Yet he had no verbal retaliation. And he sure as hell wouldn't double down.

Toby hummed in satisfaction, letting go of Jeff’s hair and patting the man’s head, “Though so. D-don't forget… who yer talkin to.” He huffed, rolling off of [name]’s back.

Sitting up Toby moved off to the side, grabbing the box of snacks Jeff brought. He took a handful, shoving them into his mouth without a second thought, then held the box out to [name].

[name] sat up and clambered off Jeff, sitting behind Toby and grabbing the box, repeating the man’s actions and then tossing the box at Jeff, who growled in response, but accepted the snacks.

“No beer? I’m surprised Jeff. You always bring a drink for your snacks.” [name] hummed.

“As if you need to be drinking right now. Stay sober bitch.”

“I-I don't know. Dr-drinking our…f-feelings away is… is kinda our th-thing.”

“Oh yeah, give the unstable new demon alcohol. That won't flip on its ass instantly.”

[name] gasped in mock offense, looking over his shoulder at Jeff, “You think I can't handle myself like this? I’m hurt Jeff.” He whined, snatching the box back.

“Hey, Jack said it. Not me. I’m just relaying the message.”

“Su-sure. Blame…b-blame Jack for your… problems.”

“You shut your mouth.”

“Don't…don't make me top you. Un-unlike [name]…I won't be nice.”

Jeff huffed, chucking a pillow at Toby, who swiftly dodged it. Pausing for a moment Toby stared, and then snatched the pillow, bringing it down on Jeff’s head before he could react.

“Whore.”

“Slu-slut.”

“Cunt.”

“...H-hoe.”

Before Jeff could respond [name] hit both of them with the pillow, then returned it to its rightful spot.

“As much as I love watching you two go back and forth I don't want to watch you fuck right now.” [name] grumbled, setting the box aside, “Maybe later.”

“Bet.”

“Deal.”

[name] only rolled his eyes as he crawled back to the middle of the “bed” and laid on his back. “Now come here both of you before I actually do bite both your asses.” He huffed, side glancing both of them.

“I’m down for that.”

“Yo-you're down for…for an-anything.”

“Not anything. Just most things.”

[name] rolled his eyes as the two joined him once more, still going back and forth with each other.

Toby returned to [name]’s right side, resting his head on top of the demon’s shoulder, placing his right leg across [name]’s lap; to which [name] wrapped his arm around Toby’s shoulder.

Jeff placed himself on [name]’s left, resting his chin on top of [name]’s head, and wrapping his arms around the demon's neck. After a moment he placed his leg on top of Toby’s and his left hand rear the man's right. Toby interlocked his hand with Jeff’s while [name] wrapped his other arm around Jeff’s waist and wrapped his tail around both Jeff and Toby’s legs that laid on top of him.

The three laid in silence, save for the sound of soft breaths, heartbeats and the occasional tic and bone crack from Toby; simply enjoying the moment. Just like old times.

Despite everything that had gone wrong…

Despite everything that had been done…

[name] found himself unable to remain mad at Jeff and Toby for long. He couldn't throw away whatever it was they all had together. He’d be forever changed, sure.

But to be loved is to be changed.

In the year they'd spent together the three had formed some twisted form of romance; fit for the monsters they are. The darkness in their hearts had brought them closer to each other. A shadowy bond only people like them could form.

In their own darkness, they became each other's light.

“Thanks you two. Honestly, I can’t bring myself to stay mad. And seeing what happened to the others…this was the best possible outcome.” [name] mumbled softly.

“Tis nothin’ really. We're just that awesome.”

“A-anytime [name].”

“I love you. Both of you.” He whispered softly, keeping his gaze on the ceiling, not brave enough to meet their gaze, “Maybe…maybe you do know something about romance.”

Toby was the first to respond, looking up at [name]. “I guess we are Romeo and Julian. Er- well, there's three of us so maybe not. Uh…” He mumbled. Seconds later he leaned closer, placing a kiss against [name]’s cheek.

Jeff watched the two of them silently, lost deep in thought and fear. Eventually he broke through, nuzzling closer to [name], “I… I care for you both. Deeply.” He mumbled, pressing his lips to the top of [name]’s head.

“I take it back. You guys suck at romance.”

“Fuckin love you too bitch, damn!”

“L-love you…both.”

“Much better.”

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Eyeless Jack & Homicidal Liu: PriDEMONth

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Liu stood in front of [name]’s door, contemplating his options.

He still held hope for [name]. Even after his sacrifice Liu prayed the man would overcome the demon inside him and force it out. He prayed every night, hoping God would give [name] the strength he needed to overcome this. But it wasn't enough.

[name] was starting to change.

[name] was starting to turn.

[name] was starting to fall.

Was it too late for the man? Was his faith in vain?

“Liu.” Eyeless Jack grunted, approaching [name]’s door. “If you're here to see [name] good luck. He's even turned away Toby and Jeff.”

“And you expect to get in?” Liu sneered, “I have faith that the lord will save him. He needs to know it is not over.”

Eyeless Jack snorted, biting one of his tongues to further prevent laughter, “You really don't know this guy, do you?” He said between snickers.

“Ah yes because having hope for the poor soul is absolute comedy. Of course you’d think that.”

EJ bit back a snarl at that comment, glaring down at Liu. “Look. This isn't about varying beliefs and opinions. This is about a young man who's been manipulated. Sacrificed. And is on the brink of insanity. I don't have time for this bullshit.” He grumbled.

Deep down, Eyeless Jack was right. There was no savior in this life. There was no god coming to rescue them.

There was only the eternal hell they’d all been damned to.

This wasn't the time for pretending it all away.

Liu sighed, averting his gaze, “Fine. You're right. I just wish there was something…anything.” He paused, quickly giving up.

“We damned souls are all we really have.” Jack mumbled, his tail brushing Liu’s leg. “It's best if we enjoy each other's company, instead of making our lives worse.”

“I know…”

It was a conversation they'd had before. In search of an outlet and a place to hide, the two had met frequently in the mansion library.

It was the one place few refused to go.

The louder residents preferred to loiter in the many halls, living rooms or empty spaces strewn across the mansion.

Those who sought calm had begun to gather in the library.

Eyeless Jack couldn't read. Not ever since he lost his eyes. Despite how hard he tried, no amount of power he held could return his sight. The best his body could muster was a faint darkened heat vision, giving him only vague shapes of the things around him for a small amount of time.

But the library was an old comfort from a time when he could read, and thus he found himself there in his darkest moments.

He could vividly remember the day he and Liu first spoke. The man had caught him attempting to read once more, and questioned his sight. From there Liu would on the occasion read something to him, as they shared conversation of various books they'd read.

Eyeless Jack shook his head slightly, he didn't have time to dwell on such matters. There were more important things on hand. Like the very unstable, newly reborn demon holing up in his room.

Eyeless Jack knocked like he always did. [name] never answered, but Jack still felt the need to show his presence. Seconds later he opened the door, activating his “vision” and searching for [name].

The demon had started attempting to hide from him.

Burying himself under his bedding or piles of clothes. Stuffing himself in the back corners of his closet. And even clinging to the ceiling.

However [name] hadn't been hiding this time.

Instead he was standing eerily still in front of a cool object.

Liu entered the room seconds after EJ, peaking around the demon’s large body, “Goodness [name]! What are you doing!?” He exclaimed, immediately turning to face the other direction.

“Is he doing something other than standing there?”

“You're looking right at him!”

“I’m blind.”

“Shit-! Right. Sorry…” Liu regained his composure, internally scolding himself for his negligence, “He's standing stark naked in front of the mirror.”

EJ perked up at that, turning to face Liu, “That's all? He could've been doing much worse. With your reaction I figured he was getting off or something.” The demon huffed, turning back to [name].

“He's indecent and that's an awful train of thought!”

“You’d piss your pants at the things I’ve caught him doing.”

Liu placed his hands over his ears, squeezing his eyes shut and shaking his head childishly, “Nope! I don't want to continue this sinful conversion!” He exclaimed.

EJ sighed and made his way over to [name] slowly, approaching him cautiously like one would an animal.

“Hey. What er you doin?”

[name] glanced at EJ through the mirror from the corner of his eye. He squinted at the demon, choosing to remain silent.

“I may be blind but I can still tell when you're looking at me.”

[name] let out a puff of air, averting his gaze back to himself.

EJ moved closer, standing just besides [name], but a bit behind him. The man, now demon’s height was much closer to his own. Before EJ easily towered [name], even though he was tall for a human. It would only be a matter of time before they were properly the same height.

Liu glanced over at the pair from the corner of his eye. This was the first time he'd seen [name] since the ritual.

Everyone except for EJ and the proxies were instructed to keep their distance from him for a while. It wasn't until EJ determined that his violence died down enough for others to see him.

But ever since he was given the clear, [name] had chosen to remain in his room. He wouldn't answer for anyone. Only EJ and the proxies dared to enter his room without [name]’s permission.

Liu’s eyes widened at what he saw. His brief glance from when he first entered the room didn't give much to his appearance. But now that Liu was really looking at him. Could [name] even be considered a man anymore?

His body had horribly deformed and misshapened itself. A long tail hung awkwardly from his body. His nails had sharpened into long claws and his hands and feet began to look more animalistic.

The person who stood before him was once a man.

But now? He was a monster.

Liu forced his gaze away once [name]’s eyes met his in the mirror. He felt ashamed of himself for daring to look that long and that hard. What would the lord think of his longing gaze upon this beast from hell?

“I wonder… What do you look like now?” EJ grumbled, wrapping his tail around [name]'s leg, “Would you mind describing yourself to me?”

[name] tilted his head back and to the side, looking up at EJ. He stared until EJ glanced down at him. “I’d rather not. Why don't you ID me like you did last time.” He grumbled, bringing his head back up. His tail twitched as if it wanted to move, but instead it went limp against the floor.

“If you say so.”

Liu’s train of thought was broken at that comment and he glanced over his shoulder once more. His eyes widened as he gawked at the sight.

“What are you doing?!”

EJ’s hands gripped either side of [name]’s face, long, clawed fingers tracing the lines of it. His thumbs pressed against [name]’s lips, cautiously prying them open.

[name] only stared blankly as EJ's hands explored his face. His only movement was parting his teeth and pressing his fangs carefully against the demon’s fingers.

“I'm feeling him. When we first met I had used our forced proximity to get a feel for his features.” EJ explained, “I am merely repeating that action.”

“Must you do so while he's naked?!”

“How else am I supposed to feel his body?”

[name] huffed out a laugh, his fangs clenching harder against EJ’s fingers to stifle any sounds.

Liu went quiet and turned around once more. He muttered to himself silently, contemplating why he even remained where he was in the first place.

EJ pulled his fingers from [name]'s mouth and looked in Liu's direction.

“Since this is too sinful for you to bear, why don't you describe him to me then?”

“Ah yes. You. Want me. To analyze a naked man's- Not even. A naked demon’s male body, and describe it to you?” Liu huffed in disbelief, “Have you lost your mind?”

[name] grumbled and twisted his body, turning almost impossibly far to look at Liu. “Screw off Liu. This is not the month for homophobic Christian bull shit.” He snarled, tail lashing.

Liu tensed for a moment. He was likely smarter than [name] in terms of fighting, but in raw strength? The newly reborn demon cleared. It made him reconsider, collect his thoughts and focus his energy elsewhere.

“Wait? Your birthday was last month. So what's special about this one?”

EJ snickers, although it sounded more like a lion's chuff, “Really? Even I know what month it is.” He hummed, his voice rising slightly in pitch.

“It’s pride month idiot.” [name] snapped, straightening out his body. His tail stopped lashing, wrapping overtop of EJ's which was still on [name]'s leg, “And you can't spell pride month without demon.”

Liu stared dumbfounded. How could he forget all the pain June has caused him, his brother and his friends? How could he forget the very teachings of this "demonic" month claimed by the sinners.

“Right… I must've blocked it out.” He mumbled, absentmindedly playing with his hair. It was longer than it'd ever been. Much longer than what he was taught was “acceptable”, “I'm still coming to terms with… well, this.”

“You have a tail? That’s new.” EJ commented, running his clawed fingers over [name]'s new appendage, “You're growing a lot faster than we initially thought.”

[name] shuddered, aggressively shaking his entire body at the sensation of EJ's hands on his tail, “I noticed it this morning…” He mumbled through gritted teeth.

“He's still incredibly thin and awkward looking. He hasn't filled out his new size.” Liu commented, walking over to the two. He rested his palm against the middle of [name]’s back, “His bones are still prominent and his complexion is fading at the edges of his body. He’s turning a bit grey with accents of a lighter grey, almost white in some places.”

“Interesting that he's going grey and white from his natural complexion. I assumed he'd take on a warmer tone similar to the demon’s.”

“That demon was reddish in color wasn't he. Maybe it's something to do with [name] specifically?” Liu pondered, looking at [name] through the mirror, “His skin is also scarred and looks like an intentional pattern. The curves are too intricate, like a tattoo. It’s not your average scarring.”

[name] tilted his head in EJ's direction, “How’d you know what he looked like?” He questioned.

“He found me in Limbo. Granted me his appearance.” EJ explained, tracing over [name]’s arm in an attempt to locate any scars, “It was weird. He gave me total vision for a moment. I didn’t think such a thing was possible.”

“...Do you think [name] could replicate that?” Liu wondered. He too had lost himself in tracing the scars along [name]’s upper body, “You made it seem like he’d retain quite a bit of that demon’s power.”

EJ thought for a moment as he traced [name]'s scars, “Maybe. We'll have to wait and see what happens with him.” He mumbled.

“You guys are overstimulating me. My body is weirdly sensitive for some reason, “[name] grumbled, shaking the two off him, “Enough fingering me.”

“Must you word it that way!” Liu exclaimed, letting go of [name]. “Has becoming a demon just made you more vulgar?”

“Yes actually.” [name] stated bluntly, “Besides, I'm far too gross for that stuff. I look like a dried up ringed out rag.”

EJ bit his tongues at [name]'s remark. He knew [name] meant it to be funny, but it felt wrong to laugh in the moment.

“Don’t say such things.” Liu said, placing a hand on [name]'s shoulder, “It's just…like a second puberty. Nature and what not. It'll pass as you grow.”

“And you're nowhere near as gross as I was.” EJ hummed, resting his head on top of [name]'s, “Hell, I'm still pretty gross.”

“Lier. You're hot.” [name] huffed, poking EJ's side with his tail, “Like ideal body goals hot. I'm certain the internet would love you.”

“They internet would fuck a rock if it had a pretty face [name].” Liu retaliated, patting his shoulder, “But I must agree. For a demon you are fairly attractive. You could've ended up like The Rake, or worse.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere with me.” EJ grumbled, lifting his head off [name]'s, “Besides. You've never seen my face. How could you possibly know it's attractive?”

“Because you have the body. You can’t have the body and not the face.” [name] turned around, looking up at him, “And if you're referring to your eyes, well lack thereof, I don’t think it's as bad as you say.”

EJ stared down at [name], looking directly into his eyes. He then glanced over at Liu who stood beside [name].

There were so many things Liu wanted to say, but he wasn't like [name]. He was weak. Ashamed of himself. [name] was a proud, bold, openly gay freak. He didn't care what the world thought of him. He'd speak his mind first and cringe later in his room at night.

But he still had the guts to utter the sinful thoughts in his mind. He didn’t cower to an all seeing, judgemental God. He accepted that being himself could send him to hell and instead chose to embrace it.

Maybe being sacrificed and turned into a monster was his karma. And while he was beat up over it now Liu could already tell [name] would bounce back and double down once his body was complete.

Liu on the other hand would continue to blindly chase the ideals his parents threatened him with. He chased the ideal of being holy even if it was too late and he was too far gone. He'd chase the potential comfort that awaited him. He'd pray that he'd done enough to be set free when he was eventually allowed to die.

EJ let out a heavy sigh. If there was one admirable thing about [name] it was his persistence. When [name] took a stand he defended it until the end.

It stirred something in EJ's heart, which he assumed was long gone cold and useless to his emotional regulation. It seemed even demons could suffer at the yearning of the heart.

Slowly EJ brought his hands to the back of his head. And even slower he released the buckles of his mask and lifted it off his face.

EJ met [name]'s eyes once more and then Liu's. He felt vulnerable, as if he was the naked one between the three of them. EJ settled his gaze on a deep set of claw marks in the wall beside the mirror, “Does your option still stand?” He muttered, claws digging into his mask, grasping for any sense of stability.

[name]'s jaw dropped in a silent gasp. He always tried to imagine what EJ's face could possibly look like. With how he spoke of it, [name] had assumed he looked like an uglier Voldemort or Bowser from the live action Mario movie the vast majority of the public didn’t know about. Or a really up close bug.

[name] was starting to wonder if EJ simply hadn't seen his face since the ugly days of his rebirth.

Liu always figured EJ looked awful. It was something he told himself to douse the flames of his attraction to the demon. Monsters are ugly both inside and out. And creatures of sin were the ugliest of all.

So why did EJ's face strike his fancy? Why did it make the flames of his feelings burn brighter, devouring any amount of sense that had been drilled into him since early childhood?

“Actually you've changed my opinion.” [name] stated, crossing his arms, “You're so hot that your miles outta my league. I'd watch you longingly from afar knowing you were just too pretty for me, and being by your side would be like a scar to your handsome face.”

Liu side glanced at [name], contemplating his thoughts. It was now or never. He could keep to the will of God and remain trapped within his own emotions until he broke or he could grow as a person and finally let it all go.

“W-what he said. Even without having ever seen your face I always knew you were fine.” Liu stammered, “I can’t believe I'm saying this but… I want you to be my greatest sin.”

“Well who's tainted now huh Liu?”

“Now is not the time. I'm denying my faith and years of training for you two! I'm drowning in my feelings and I would like to pull the drain so please. Just…don't penalize me.”

“...Damn. Sorry man.”

EJ stared at the two of them in disbelief. He knew [name] would likely double down to at least try to make him feel better. But something about his small bout of poetry hit harder than empty compliments.

And for Liu to accept his blind following of his faith was in vain and killing him slowly. For him to admit that EJ was the one he'd let it all go for…

The demon was stunned. He felt like he was back in college. The overwhelming emotion of following someone he was ready to risk it all for. How flustered and weak he felt being led along through the woods.

[name] tilted his head to the side. EJ was silent. He couldn't really tell where the demon was looking but it definitely wasn't at him or Liu.

His tail had unraveled slightly from [name]'s leg; the furred tip tapping against his thigh rapidly. Like how a dog would whip their tail when excited and create a calf destroyer. [name] was certain his thigh would bruise if EJ continued with this motion.

The tar that leaked endlessly from EJ's eyes seemed to rush even more as if imitating tears. Normally it'd take a while for the tar to reach the edge of his face. But now it dripped off in waves, creating a puddle on the floor that was sure to stain the hardwood and get trapped forever between the floor boards.

[name] stepped closer to EJ, his tail moving on its own and wrapping around the demon's waist. He brought his hands up slowly, resting them on the demon’s tar stained cheeks. It was hot to the touch and burned him slightly. He could only imagine the burns it'd left if his hands were still human,

“Jack…? You still with us hottie?” He questioned, poking the demon’s cheek, “Feeling alright in there?”

Liu walked over to the pair, standing at EJ's side. He leaned against the demon, rubbing his shoulders. He wasn’t quite sure what to say at the moment. He'd never learned proper affection and care. Especially not for another man.

EJ let out a shaky breath, clutching his mask tighter, “Thank you…I. I'm, uh. Fuck.” The demon mumbled, tripping over his words.

“Don’t worry. I get what you're trying to say.” Liu murmured.

“Hey Jack?” [name] questioned, pulling the taller demon closer, “Have I ever told you how much I love you?”

“Huh? No. All you've done lately is bite me.”

“...Right. Well. Look I'm really glad you've been here for me. This is…a lot. Thank you for putting up with me and walking me through this.” [name] murmured. He stood up on his toes to reach EJ's face as he leaned in, balancing his weight against him, “I love you. More than I can count. And I can count pretty high.”

[name] smiled, not that EJ could see it, but he did it anyway.

“I've always loved our time at the library together. Sometimes I wish we could stay there for all eternity in each other's company.” Liu whispered, bringing his arms around EJ, “I always wondered if I'd ever get over this silly crush of mine. But I don't want to. I want to embrace it.”

EJ's tail moved, wrapping around both [name] and Liu's legs, trapping the two against his body, “I told myself I'd never fall in love or trust someone with my heart ever again… But it seems I've failed that with you two.” He purred, resting his forehead against [name]’s.

EJ set his mask down on the nearby dresser, wrapping his arms around them both, resting his head on both their shoulders.

“I guess that means…that I love you both.”

“As do I.” Liu murmured, “I love both of you. Even if God doesn't approve. I'd be happier with you both in hell.”

“Yeah well we're already there Liu. That's what we've been trying to tell you.” [name] huffed.

“Exactly.” EJ murmured, “You've been here this whole time. You're already damned Liu.”

“Holy corruption.” [name] giggled, “At least let him down slowly.”

“Maybe I should start biting you back.”

“Wait no please! I love you guys!”

“Too late.” EJ growled playfully, gently biting [name]'s shoulder.

“Liu! Make him stop.”

“Oh brother…” Liu murmured.

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