The blood, the sweet, sweet crimson liquid. It trickled down your wrists, the blade in your other hand. Your [h/c] hair getting in the way of your work. "J-Just... O-One m-more t-time..." You muttered, squeezing your eyes together to get through the pain. This pain.. Will make all pain go away. The eyeless boy barged into your room, hearing your cries. "No! [Y/N]! Stop!" He yelled, full of fear and worry. It was to late, you already dragged the blade against your wrist, and it was lights out. Or, so you thought.

you are a depressed reader that lost your parents in a fire. you are wandering the streets and you have only one friend named annika. she was your friend since kindergarten. untell... Oh ya lots I mean LOTS of cursing... Ya cya.

Hey guys! This is my first x Reader write so please don't judge! I am planning to not have lemon in here but I know that's impossible so yes. I will randomly include lemon. you're welcome

Here are some one shots for you hope you enjoy!

Abusive father, dead mother. Who will save you? Why, the one and only Eyeless Jack, of course! But being forced to move doesn't sound like a hero move, does it? Maybe you'll fall for your captor, and maybe the eyeless killer isn't heartless after all... This story is written by Catastrophe