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[[ I can’t conceal it,

don’t you see it,

can’t you feel it? ]]

// Redraw/reimagining of one of my all time favourite pieces ever!! It’s about a year old now :,] Dancing the night away to ABBA…

No context just me and the homiesexuals

Yes, @therealjacksepticeye !! You’re learning to use tumblr the way the gods intended!!

I tap the mic. “Most people don’t want to crawl down your chimney and steal your dog.”

the crowd murmurs uncertainly.

“If someone wants to steal your dog,” I continue, “there are easier ways to do that. They don’t have to crawl into a chimney.”

Murmuring intensifies. People stand in their seats and begin to boo.

“People disguising themselves as chimney sweepers and stealing dogs is not a rational fear,” I shout. “Literally anyone could steal your dog. Why make sweeping chimneys illegal?”

“I have a list of chimney sweeps who stole dogs from parks!” Someone yells, throwing a shoe.

“You seriously think no chimney sweepers could possibly ever steal from a home?” Another cries.

“Only a dog thief would even want to crawl into a chimney to begin with!” Says a third.

A single tear rolls down my cheek. They are all so fucking stupid

This is a metaphor

Im in love with this <3

flesh. | eyeless jack

⟶ genre: angsty, sweet, the whole package. Spoiler! I’m soft for him

⟶ word count: 2.3k

☯ notes — Now that I’ve been sucked back into the Creepypasta fandom, I wanted to push out some content. So, enjoy my shameless pining for our fav eyeless cannibal <3 Also, I headcanon Jack as non-verbal.

synopsis: When EJ shows up at your apartment, bloody and wounded, you rush to help him. But between his medical knowledge and the significantly small size of his stab wound—you begin to wonder if he ever truly needed your aid at all. 

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