Eyeless jack headcannons!!

(Plus art style change :V experimenting)

- Has a day and night form, day is how Fanon is uasually drawn and canon is night ^_^) I'd also think his "night" form would have little toe/hand beans and huge claws to climb and cling to vertical surfaces.

- Does eat other organs beside kidneys, don't want to waste meat after all. If he were to rank them by taste id assume first is kidney (duh), second favorite would probably be spleen, third is liver.

- since other senses get stronger when you lose one, I'd think that he'd have some sensory issues, mainly hating any loud sounds or some textures.

- had to chop off his horns after the first turned into a demon. Hides the nubs under his mask. no wings. But no matter what he has his tail as it's part of his spine + for balance.

- hates sticking out his tounges, especially since he'll forget if they're out (like a sleepy cat)

- occasionally uses Smile Dog as a Guide dog when out casually

- probably would prowl around like a hunter from both left 4 dead games, just for fun, and gets good kills occasionally... albeit messy.

- Isn't really the most social, very rarely he'll interact with anyone outside select few. (Nina, seed eater, Toby, and Ben Drowned specifically)

- is the only other person who can do some medical work, but doesn't go in too much depth past bandages or stitching. Usually leaves the deeper work for Nurse Ann so he doesn't get tempted to eat the organs.

Honestly idk what to write here, tysm for reading ;v;)

Officially making these canon to my Slendermansion. Thank you for permission bestie <33

Ben drowned, and how this fandom sexualizes a minor for their own sick fantasies: A rant

Let me be clear—I'm not here to throw shade at everyone who loves Ben. If you're one of those folks who just digs the character in a harmless, non-creepy way, you're weird as hell in my book, but that's your business. I’ve got no beef with you as long as you keep your affection from crossing into that creepy, sexual territory. It’s when people take it to that disturbing level that I have a problem. So if you're just a fan who appreciates the character without making it something twisted, then hey, you do you. Imagine this: a creator, Alex Hall, weaves a tale of dread, a digital nightmare named Ben Drowned. A story, born from the depths of the uncanny, crafted with the precision of a surgeon’s scalpel, meant to leave you cold, trembling in the dead of night. But here come the masses, the so-called fans, with their grubby little hands, ready to warp and twist the very essence of the creation. Instead of embracing the terror, the psychological unraveling, they strip Ben down, reduce him to a suggestively drawn child for their own sick fantasies. It’s not just an insult; it’s a desecration, a spit in the face of artistry. They’ve taken a carefully constructed horror and gutted it, leaving behind nothing but the hollow shell of what once was. The very act of turning this haunting figure into a sexualized caricature is not just a betrayal of the story’s core—it's a grotesque self-indictment. These so-called fans, in their blind, pathetic lust, reveal themselves as pedophiles, mocking the art they claim to adore. They've taken a masterpiece of horror and turned it into something ugly, something shameful, exposing their own twisted desires in the process. It's a twisted irony, isn’t it? A significant chunk of this fandom couldn’t grasp the intricate, haunting narrative that was laid before them. Instead of engaging with the chilling themes, they watered it down, bending it to fit within the narrow confines of their own mental playgrounds. What’s left? A character, not as a vessel of horror, but as a mere prop—a minor, no less—whom they exploit in the most nauseating ways. And yet, there’s this deafening silence from the broader community. Not a whisper of dissent, not a single voice rising to call out the perversion festering in their midst. No, some even cheer it on, clapping like seals, oblivious to the fact that they’re painting a target on their own backs, broadcasting their twisted inclinations to the world. It’s both tragic and darkly comical—comical in the way that a bad joke is, where the punchline is just a reminder that some people would do the world a favor by taking a long walk off a short pier.

The creator? Untouched by this wrath. I’ve got nothing but respect for what Alex Hall did with Ben Drowned. It might not be my personal haunt, but I can see the craftsmanship, the way it got under people’s skin and made them shiver in their beds. That’s art, plain and simple. But the fandom—oh, the fandom—is another story. They took something that was perfectly good, a narrative with teeth, and they tore it apart, all because they couldn’t be bothered to appreciate real storytelling. Instead, they sexualized a character who is, let’s not mince words, in modern canon, a child.

Here’s the thing: “aging him up” is nothing but a cheap mask, a pathetic attempt to cover up the fact that you found a kid attractive and needed to twist the story to make your fantasy palatable. But guess what? You’re not fooling anyone. All you’ve done is out yourself as someone who should be ashamed to breathe the same air as the rest of us. The world would be a cleaner place if you just did us all a favor and take a bullet to the frontal lobe, because there’s no room for this kind of sickness here.

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