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  • Reads 434
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 44m
Ongoing, First published Oct 22, 2022
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Alright... Okay, so I really had the "balls" to publicate this? Nahhh, unbelievable! I wonder how long it stayed private in my notes on the phone... Anyway! It seems like I really publicated it, and uh, I am surprised I actually did it. It was a test if I am 'ABLE' (haha 076-2 joke) to write x readers, if I can write in my non native language, English and if I know Plague Doctor well, since i could or still can only feel into my own OCs.

The idea to actually write an x reader came to me while trying to find an interesting x reader with some scp since I read x readers when I am bored or for fun. And the second idea that the reader should be a chaos insurgent came from me being into Chaos Insurgency and that I don't think someone has done it before. Idea came true on 8th of October 2022 y. when i started writing this... thing.

And also!

You are reading it at your own risk. If you died because of the cringe, or because of how many mistakes I had accidently made, it's not my fault, I warned you. Enjoy I guess.
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