Ta część książki jest już zakończona, ale to nie koniec ;) zapraszam także do kontynuacji tej opowieści :3 <<<POSTACIE(np. Tom, Tord, Edd, Matt, itd) NALEŻĄ DO ŚWIĘTEJ PAMIĘCI EDDA GOULDA I EKIPY EDDSWORLD>>> To moja pierwsza, opublikowana opowieść :)

~🌻1🌻~ jak jest powiedziane w tytule , opowieść jest przeznaczona tobie i twojej obsesi na ksią ,,TomxReader'' xD I tam się uczysz gdzieś Jesteś z ciocią Z wujkiem Bo nie masz ukończonych .... 18 lat :'> czytać macie książeczkę a nie mój opis kurde xD

Opowiadania z gry Detroit: Become Human.

w skrócie: twoje imię: Ty nazwisko: Larsson brat: Tord lat: 21 Tom: 22 Tord: 22 Edd: 20 Matt: 19,5 XD Jak coś to wyglądasz jak Tori. Czyli rogi, karmelowe włosy itp. Druga część książki już jest!!!!!

"Running diagnostics. . .Systems all up and ready to go. No misplacements or reconstruction needed. Model RK800, serial #313 248 317 at your service." His voice came exactly as you wanted, calm and soothing. Perfect for a negotiator. You were suspended in disbelief. "It, it worked. . . hi." "Scanning. . . Dr.(Y/N), creator assisted by a sliver of blueprints that were left by Dr. Kamski in your care at the time of his retirement. Hello, what do you need Model RK800 prototype #1 to do for you?" Perhaps a little cold and detached too, but what did you expect? You smiled gently, fiddling with the coin in your hand. "That's not necessary. . .and that model number doesn't really roll off the tongue. I shall name you." "Very well, although I would like to remind you that I am a prototype and that I am not a living being that is needed to be called by something. Ready to accept name." "Reminder accepted. . . Connor." "Hello, Dr. (Y/N). My name is Connor." You took his hand for a shake, him quickly reciprocating it once he realized it was a socially accepted action used by humans for greetings. Your eyes twinkled, making sure he took the coin even though he was about to question it. "Hi Connor. It's nice to finally meet you." |ConnorxProgrammar!Reader| Creator!Reader| Android & Human|Fem!Reader|

This is the first fanfiction I ever wrote. I finally decided to do something with it. Of course, it's edited. Sorry if it sucks. You can blame nine-year-old me if it does. I used some ideas from different fanfictions, but over time, I started working on my own. The later in the fic, the more original I get. Enjoy!

Masky has kept a few secrets for Hoodie. Even form the Slender boss man himself. But what about these feelings he is having? and why is Hoodie constantly leaving the house? While Hoodie digs up secrets about the past Masky finds there is more to Hoodie than what meets the eye.- when i had wrote this i didn't even know of the youtube series with them in it (facepalm) so sorry if i got some stuff wrong- (Disclaimer.... I sadly don't own creepypasta or the characters....) No lemons...... but there is romance.

Hello, it's me Hoodie. This story is about how I try to deal with depression but it doesn't always work out. You'll also see why I'm depressed...

Hoodie becomes depressed after Masky starts hanging out more with Kate. He begins to think that it's his fault. Almost everyone just started picking on him. But when Masky forgets Hoodie's birthday it only makes it worse. Hoodie then turns to self harm to cope with the guilt. When Bella (HaleyCreepypasta's OC) finds out about it she decides to try to help him along with Comet (another one of HaleyCreepypasta's OCs), Ticci Toby, Sally, Jane, Eyeless Jack and Lazari.