My Dear (SCP-049 X Reader)
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Last published Sun, Apr 27, 2025
"You're trembling, my dear."
"I-I'm a bit cold."
"Are you positive? Because it looks to be your face is red, almost as if you were blushing."
"..."
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Y/n L/n lives an average life.
She's a 23 year old who lives alone, likes to draw and ride her bike around town, likes to tend to her garden and has an affinity for pastries.
Since it's a close knit town she lives in, everyone knows her for being a sweet, gentle, shy and loving girl.
Everything in her life is peaceful until she gets a strange letter in her mail box...
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some notes:
⚠️There May be something's in this book that may trigger some. Reader discretion is advised⚠️
Reader is Female (I have an easier time writing female readers (sorry fellas))
Cover art is not mine, I only edited it/found it on PicsArt
I'm using my version/headcanon of SCP-049 for this, which I will go over in detail
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