honest! Creepypasta x child readers (edited)

Eyeless jack x child!reader

hey, i know it has been a hella long time since i have last updated this story, but i have been at a loss for ideas, but today, thanks to Mscheshire13, (sorry if i got the name wrong) i have a wonderful idea for a part! Also, I'm sorry if this turns out to be somewhat short, I don't know why all of my fanfiction parts are short while my original works are so fucking long, but oh well.

It was late, and the moon hung heavily in the sea of darkness while the clouds danced and played around it. Your mother carried you silently into your house while you laid sleeping peacefully on her shoulder. "Shouldn't we let them sleep with us tonight? Their bedroom window is broken from the neighbor's boys, and there is a killer in the neighborhood." You father whispered, following your mother as she crept into your room and laid you gently upon your (f/c) bed, pulling the covers over you slowly before turning to your father.

"(f/n), don't worry, the window is blocked off, and we'll only be in the other room. they'll be fine for tonight." You mother argued as she herded him out, silently closing the door behind them as they too went to bed.

You slept for a few hours until the milky light of dawn was beginning to creep its way into your room through the boards you father had put up temporarily to block your window. Suddenly, you woke up to the low creak of wood being pulled away, followed by a quiet crack. Panicked, you sat up in your bed, your (e/c) scanning over every shadowy nook of your bedroom, eyeing the plush toys that sat next to your door and watching the blocks that were scattered across your floor skeptically. 

A few moments passed and there were no other sounds, so you laid back onto your mattress, letting out a small sigh as you looked up at your ceiling. You slowly let your eyes drift shut as you began falling back into the comforting arms of your dreams, but your rest was once again disturbed by a cold drop of thick liquid falling onto your (s/c) cheek. Angrily you wiped the goo away and continued to lay with your eyes closed, but yet another drop of gunk fell onto your face, making you open your eyes to glare at whatever was causing it, but what you saw wasn't anything you could've imagined.

Leaning over you was a man with dark brown hair and lead-colored skin, a dark blue mask that matched the hoodie he was wearing sat on his face, just raised enough so that you could see his mouth, the eyes of the mask were dripping an inky tar-like substance, but what scared you were the rows of dagger-like teeth that filled his mouth. You tried to scream but no sound came out, you were just frozen, staring up at his fang-filled mouth as his long, black tongue slithered out like a snake. More goo fell upon your face, but your tears swiftly washed it away as you and the monster stared at each other for a long moment, seemingly surprised by one another.

Finally, the stranger broke the silence with a low, raspy voice, "Hush little one, don't scream and i will make this quick, but if you squirm then i cannot help but make you suffer." He said soothingly, his rough voice sounding little more than a whisper as he spoke. You couldn't help but let out a whimper of fear as tears flowed heavily from your eyes, you laid helplessly under the man's spell as he help up a small scalpel that was dotted with dried blood, he let it glimmer in the growing sunlight for a moment as he used his other gloved hand to lift your shirt just a bit, making your skin crawl under his cold touch. You watched as he removed his glove with his jagged teeth and put his hand back on your stomach, coasting it along your chilled skin until he found your kidneys, tapping it slightly with a clawed finger. More tears fell as he cut a shallow 'x' above your organs, marking a place for him to cut. 

The cannibal moved with liquid grace as he sliced into you skin, letting your blood warm your skin as he worked, hushing you gently as he went. The cut was so clean it was almost painless, the only thing you felt was the flow of your own blood soaking into your sheets and shirt while you stared up at the man's hoodie, your limbs feeling as if spectral hands were holding them to the mattress until he was done. Just as quickly as he had started, he was done.

your body felt as if your remaining blood was beginning to freeze as you began breathing heavily, you could feel yourself dying slowly. Your (e/c) eyes widened as you watched the man sit back up, licking his lips while holding one of your tiny, tender kidneys in his gray, clawed hand. "See? It was painless since you stayed still like a good child. Now, rest young one, I'm finished with you." He cooed, a sweet smile on his face as your vision began to fade and you felt your body beginning to warm. 

It felt like you were...floating...

Hey! I hope you enjoyed the new part, and thanks again to Mscheshire13 for the idea, i hope you didn't find it too short, or gruesome. If you have any more ideas leave them in the comments so that i can find them, thanks! Peace!