Eyeless Jack x Cannibal Reader
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 53m
  • Reads 7,981
  • Votes 154
  • Parts 12
  • Time 53m
Ongoing, First published May 25, 2020
A wanted cannibal that goes by the name C/n (Creepypasta Name) goes to a victim's house, only to meet another cannibal. 

How will this affect our special Y/n?

Read the damn book to figure it out, jeez.

She/They Pronouns for Y/n
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The One I Call Jack. (Eyeless Jack Story.)

36 parts Complete Mature

*Not edited, I'm doing this on my phone. I do not own any of the Creepypasta, I own the following characters: Emily, Micah, Tyler, Cole, Dylan & The Parents. I simply made this out of boredom and for entertainment purposes. Please, enjoy.* Emily was a young girl who lived in a house in the middle of the woods. She would go outside and play with her imagery friend, Jack. She would explore the woods with him, he would tell her to kill the bugs, throw rocks at the birds. Influencing her to kill everything without caring or feeling guilt. Her parents hated it, as did her older brother. He always told a story about her friend, Jack. After she stopped going outside, she began to ignore her friend, Jack. But He still came. Her family moves to North Carolina to get away from what Emily was encountering. "Who's there?" She calls, hoping nothing replies back. "You're back, Emily. I've missed you." A voice rose from the darkness, with footsteps inching closer.