Laughing Jack Fanart Novels & Stories

“The Death Inquisitor really shouldn’t have left them a shortcut! These animals don’t deserve to live!” “F*ck them! We can’t let them leave alive!” “Don’t worry! Even if there is a shortcut, it’s not something stupid pigs like them can find!” In the darkness, the corners of Jack’s mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold and cruel smile. At this moment, he looked very terrifying. His large mouth opened naturally, and his two rows of teeth that were as sharp as sawteeth emitted an extremely terrifying aura. Jack used a Nightmare Butcher’s Skin card.

, I say with a smile. Jack looked at me for at least a full minute then he bursts out laughing, “Damn boy, you should go into standup comedy and shit”, he says as he moves towards me, “I mean with that scary ass teeth of yours, you’ll either scare them to laugh at your jokes or they find you hilarious” “Don’t ever laugh at me old man”, I snarl, “never repeat that mistake”, I say letting all the anger and hate I feel for this man and this situation.

I was half expecting all of them to turn me into their slave or something. “Wow! I can literally see the wheels turning in that mind of yours.” Jack laughs and I feel my cheeks turn bright red. He is cute. He is nice, and I know the Luna hopes that we will be mates.

Jack said his eyes wandering up and down my body. "Yeah you like?" I asked, putting my head down and batting my eyes at him. "I love it." "What about my sexy new boots Jack; you like those?" He nodded smiling, and I added; "You want me to keep them on?" "Oh yeah." Jack said all but licking his lips. I walked over to stand directly in front of him and turning slowly bent over shoving my ass in his face, but pulling away before he could grab it. "I love that bad ass tattoo of yours." He told me referring to my Baphomet tramp stamp.

I’m about to pour a glass of wine when I feel Harrison’s hand at the small of my back. “You look like you’re already thinking about what’s going to happen next,” he says, voice pitched low, amused. “I’ve been thinking about it since this morning,” I murmur. That was when Jack changed a diaper one-handed while shirtless and sipping coffee, muttering about how he deserved a medal. The man has three Celtic tattoos, two of them vaguely threatening, and somehow still managed to look like a dad pinup from a calendar no one’s brave enough to print. And he wasn’t even trying.

Jack cackled mischievously, Alissa shook her head, it was by far Jack's favourite holiday and he got way into the spirit. Jack jumped from his seat wriggling his fingers mystically. “Lock up your doors and windows, the ancestors are going to come a knocking! All you tiny pups must hide, or they'll eat your insides!” he yelled jumping from Blake, to Alissa, to Luca. They all laughed at him, “Please say you're going to do it Luca?” he fell to his knees at Luca's side. He gave a wry smile. “Course.” Jack jumped back to his feet and punched the air before returning to his dinner, “You are such an infant.” Blake shook his head towards Jack.

"Fair enough. Just promise me one thing." "What?" Jack grins at me. "Don't mess up his face. They don't make them like that often."

They were just—pricks, kind of. "Come on—lighten up, princess. It's a party." Lucas laughed, shaking his head lightly. I glanced at him for a moment, licking my lips. "I'm fine sober." "Leave her be." Jack lightly nudged Lucas, shaking his head at him. "You know Jazzy doesn't like the grown up stuff." He snorted. I narrowed my eyes at Jack, unamused. He was grinning triumphantly—as if he had said the smartest thing in the world.

As he continued to make fun of me, I let out a loud groan and groaned. After pulling himself up to his full height, Jack took off his shirt and walked around shirtless. I was able to make out the ripples of his muscles just under the surface of his skin as he flexed his arms. He threw his pants to the ground and stepped out of them, revealing an enormous erection that was standing upright and pointing directly upwards and outwards towards the heavens. He snatched his cock quickly and started vigorously stroking it in his hands. In the middle of the picture, his balls swung lazily below the rigid rod he had placed there.

Just you wait, wait for me to break your leg! "You want to try?" Jack's voice sounded cold and cool. "I don’t break people's legs but I have always used the method of amputation. My skill is excellent." She wanted to laugh again but she still could not laugh. She took a deep hard breath and was unaware if she said anything. "Dr. Jack, I'm going to faint........."