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You thought he was dead, the police thought he was dead, everyone thought he was dead, and it was your fault. You had only ever wanted to belong. You wanted friends, you wanted to be cared about, and you found that. Only, you found it in a cult that spat you out and left you to fend for yourself, just as they had to 𝙝𝙞𝙢.

You just moved away. Far, far away from where you lived before. You still don't know if it was for the better or the worse. But you know that you are not alone, because there is your best friend with you. Warning: this story is absolutely not for a young audience. There is strong language, depression, self harm, gore, rape and sex. Please keep that in mind. I'm mainly doing this because I needed something to get my frustration out and I guess I really like Jeff the killer 😂 I hope that he's still popular but whatev. I bet no one expected this kind of story from me! From the silly Ciacci. And please, in this story I'll accept criticism, after all I intended it to be a serious and scary story and your help will be very apreciated.

Growing up you were smart. Took care of yourself, focused in school, and helped others when you could. Sadly, despite how well-liked you could have been, you weren't very popular, a regular bullying target. Your love life? Sad really, you had been used so much in your short lifetime, you don't do dating anymore. Guess focusing in school wasn't so smart, huh? Now you are 25 and your father is getting you a job. When you were younger you didn't know much about his job, but you did know he was important. He offered you a job at the SCP foundation, how fun. You're worried but are ready to do your best. Your father has taught you about a few of them for safety but... the more you learn about them the more scared you start to get. But at least a few of them are nice. Right?

A Steve Kemp x Reader Fanfiction Theres a fine line between love and the psychotic, between devotion and the criminally insane. . . and sometime, just sometimes, those lines get blurred. What happens when past crimes and lovers collide and how are you tangled in the middle? TRIGGER WARNINGS AND FRESH SPOILERS

Y/N, a person of goodness and good nature, found themselves staring hungerly at a dead body in their home. It seemed to have been a mistake, but... oh, they couldn't help themselves. Working in the daycare is a great place to work for Y/N for their child, too, but... they stared at the children, alive and healthy. They felt their stomach ache. WARNINGS! Acts of Cannibalism Cannibalism Murder Slight mention of needles/stitches Stitching/Needles Cannibalism Child Death Violence Talk of murder Sewerslide Baiting (kinda) Child harm Failed Cannibalism Ingesting of Organs Blood descriptions Nightmare [Blood, 'Vomit', Violence] Deadly Harm Coughing Blood Fire 'Failed' Cannibalism (again, but different) Death Began: Jan 18th, 2024 Ended: Mar 14th, 2024 Edited: (A new type of story! Cannibalistic Reader!)

Note: This is NOT a love story between a mask and a child. That is pedophilea, which is NOT what's happening here. This is a Father/daughter relationship. You were abandoned at a very young age. Three years to be exact. You would've been dead meat, but a fellow SCP member found you, and took you into the facility as a experiment. But what they wouldn't know, is that this experiment will be their downfall. ---------------------------- "Let me show you the world you were meant to see." He said, reaching out his hand. You smiled and grabbed it.

*A preview of my novel The Choking Kind. Now available for purchase!* I wasn't a good person. But I wasn't bad either. I knew that. Sometimes I caused trouble, and sometimes it came looking for me. I'm not saying that to make you feel sorry for me. You shouldn't. I saw everything coming, and I allowed it to happen. I wasn't naïve or careless. I wasn't a victim. I was a deer staring at the headlights, and I paused to admire the ethereal glow - mesmerized - uncaring about the collision that was about to take place. It would cost me everything.

A very nice person, named Y/N, works at a small cafe. Although, sometimes the customers get on their nerves and they just... make an accident. It's always cleaned up, so no one knows until someone finds out, kinda. With the presence of an odd being (and a small companion), Y/N might be able to hide away. Maybe being on the run won't be all too bad? WARNINGS! Cannibalism Eating Organs Blood Descriptions Wanting to Vomit Stitches Violence Hyperventilating Mention of Cannibalism Dislocated Arm Rat Person in Closet Description of Blood Forced Murder Slight Child Abuse Hints toward Branding Hallucinations Falling into Nothingness Unintentional Self Harm Slight Panic Attack Hints toward non-con Hints toward underage birth Mentions toward Experimentation Child Death Forced Miscarriage Murder Hearing Voices Seeing ThingsBiting Own Mouth Consumption of Raw Fox Letting the Voices Get What They Want Threatening Rat Threats Unwanted Memories Technically Self-Harm Pleas to be Killed Mentions of SH Began On: Jun 9th, 2024 Ended On: Jun 17th, 2024 Edited On:

Recently turned D-Class, you were a researcher who terrified your colleagues and had committed a terrible crime that your past self claimed was for the greater good. Turns out you had a stalker, and after being brought to 049 as a means of end, you, with no memory of your past, push through a breach and slowly uncover the mystery of yourself and that unforgivable thing you've done. All the while, bonds strengthen, and feelings develop with an unlikely someone. (Cover art belongs to me). Started: 08/19/2019 First Published: 10/28/2019 Finished: 08/19/2020

Have you ever felt so lonely you believed there was nothing left for you? Stashed away, merely forgotten. I mean you could cry and cry, yet no one would hear you. At least no one you truly once loved. Being yourself can be detrimental to others happiness, and so you down play who you are. You devalue your beliefs, your morals fall short and that hollow rock turns into your Mirror. Do you matter anymore? Would anyone care if you simply disappeared? Could you find your way out of the darkness? Look Closer is one of my favourite quotes and so I'll use it as a guide to understanding the complex characters you're about to meet.