◖take me home◗  creepy pasta x male child reader
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  • Reads 84,830
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  • Parts 21
  • Time 1h 18m
Ongoing, First published Jul 29, 2021
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𝚊 7 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚐𝚘'𝚜 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚢/𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 4 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚔𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚢𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 3 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚢𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚏𝚏. 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍. 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.....
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Eyes of the Divine (Yandere!Eyeless Jack X GN!Reader)

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As a child, you were unwillingly exposed to the secret your world disguised as fiction. You came face to face with Slenderman-an entity known for making children and adults alike vanish like they'd never existed. Yet you survived. You survived with all your limbs, your sanity, and a new power that you called your 'new eyes.' This power allowed you to see Slenderman's servants: the Proxies. You saw what you called their 'corrupt' form and their 'original form' The majority of Proxies never paid you any attention...except for one. One that gave you all the attention in the world. One that was willingly to go to Hell and back if it meant that you would be in his arms. He was confusing to you. A shrine. Elegant picture frames. A pile of bones. How were they connected? You weren't sure, but you felt that there was a time and place for asking him about it. (this is a work of fiction. all the Pastas belong to their original creators, as do any images used. they are not real, nor am i saying that they are. the only thing i own is the plot and any OCs. please do not re-write my work. this is not a romanticisation.)