#jack snv

sketch with my blorbo jack

hear me out… jack learning how to draw just to capture your beauty.

he learned to draw like anyone learning a new skill, with the clumsiness of a beginner, but driven by an emotion that stirred deep within him. at first, his hands trembled slightly when he gripped the brush too tightly, sitting before the blank page as if facing a mystery that not even sherlock holmes could solve. In his mind, the image he wanted to capture was so clear that he could almost see it before him.

jack studied the curve of your smile, the light that shone in your half-lidded eyes, and tried to commit every detail to the paper. every time he thought of you, he felt the world acquire a different depth of hue, as if the colors surrounding you didn't even belong to anything known. a halo existed around your face, a kind of soft glow that appeared every time your eyes met; a radiance that he couldn't say whether it came from the moonlight or from his own heart.

and it was precisely that aura he most longed to capture with this newfound art. that color living inside you, burning with a passion he had never before witnessed in another… not directed toward him, at least.

and though the paper could never fully contain your beauty, it preserved something even more precious: the proof of a man who learned to create art because, in you, jack had found a miracle that deserved to be sketched.

Take care too^^ hope you like it! Even tho I feel like it may be a little off topic, I don't really know where I was going with this one hahahah

˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ RAE'S NOTE. i've been a fan of this man since i first saw him, back in 2021. never have i ever had a fictional crush for this long.

˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ pair. jack the ripper/jack smith × gn! reader ˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ summary. jack realizes and wonders about how he loves you. ˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ warning. none

The radiance emanating from you could easily be compared to the first rays of dawn, to those precious glimmers of sunlight that peeked through the gray clouds after a furious April storm. The halo of light that always seemed to surround you was the purest gold, akin to the luxury of the cleanest gold ingots.

An immaculate radiance that seemed to illuminate only the beauty in yourface. From a spark running through those tender eyes, which he loved to gaze upon, to the gentle upturn of the corners of your lips that formed your gentle smile. A collection of small details that highlighted just how damnably attractive you were.

—Your smile... –Jack couldn't resist for a second longer, not with your face so close to his. —So pure, so fleeting. –His right hand, encased in the dense texture of black leather gloves, rested on your cheek, cradling the same face that had taken his breath away. —Let me keep it, even if only in my memory, for I fear the world might dare to wither it with its cruelty.

Put these two together since they have the same topic ig? Btw thank you!!🥺💕💕

Poseidon is overwhelmed by your demonstration of love and will ask you to stop being so passionate, at least when you aren’t alone. At first he isn’t used to the amount of love you give him and will often basically disappear, trying to avoid you and your feelings.

But after a while he doesn’t mind them that much and will let you get closer to him - probably the fact that you are an angel helps you a lot and makes you different for the other so called “filthy creatures” he despise. He also respects the amount of courage you show.

Jack loves your colors - the purest form of love his eyes could ever see, just as expected by an angel. You gave him all the loved he hadn’t received during his whole life. After meeting you, Jack regrets not having met you sooner. A lot of things would have gone differently if only you were here, to light up his day with such bright colors.

Adam finds you charming. You were one of the deities he despised, but you felt so warm, so lovely, so different from them all. You loved and respected humans, that’s what it made you so unique to his eyes. He wouldn’t have forgiven the gods, but he knew he could trust you. He didn’t have any proof, but his instinct told him so.