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Chains: Eyeless Jack X Reader by Apple_Chips
Apple_Chips
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I didn't write this but I have been given permission to post this all credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen and a link below to the original story origin http://valentinesdaygreen.deviantart.com/
Forget Me Not by CheyenneScissorHands
CheyenneScissorHands
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>Part of the Creepypasta childhood memories series< Thanks to Ben, Jeff is forced to walk down memory lane. He doesn't mind but you on the other hand still hold a grudge -------------------------------------------------- You and Jeff grew up together. In fact, you were actually Jeff's first love and first kiss. Then he went insane...you know the story. What happens when you guys are reunited thanks to a certain link look alike. Will you be able to work past your grudge against the murderer with a killer smile? Will Jeff admit his feelings for you that never died? Or will he just push them aside and let them pass? He did once kill the ones he loved... What will happen in this love like war? ------------------------------ *WARNING* This story contains language that is considering strong and/or offensive. This story will also contain sexual content such as a lemon. Enjoy :)
camouflage [h.s] by lolteenager
lolteenager
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She's always been the shy girl that no one notices, but once she catches Harry's attention will things ever be the same again?
Little Miss 5SOS  by talkfast5sos
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"What's your name?" The boy with curly hair asks, kneeling down in front of me. I sit there, watching him carefully. His three friends stood behind him. I swallow, then hold up a piece of my blue hair. He looks at me confused. They all do. "Blue," the one with blue eyes suddenly says. I nod slowly and drop the hair. "Well Blue, would you like to go get lunch with us?" The one in front of me offers. I bite my lip, then nod.
Styles of Expressionism H.S by derailedthoughts
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He was a tattoo artist by day, a painter by night. He possessed what is commonly known as an addictive personality. Perhaps inherited. He had always been like that. He liked to ink his body. He liked to coat his lungs in smoke. He craved adrenalin rushes. He certainly enjoyed hot cups of coffee. Oh, and his paintings. No one would ever understand how much he loved to paint. And then, one night, a new sort of addiction walked into his life. One that would be more detrimental than any before, and yet none had seemed quite so captivating. highest ranking- #82 in fanfiction trailer by @sweetophelias all rights reserved to @derailedthoughts