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You blinked slightly as you noted his surprised tone and spoke, “Yes? That is my name Jack... Is something wrong?”
He rushed forward in the blink of an eye and hugged you. Hesitantly, you wrapped your arms around him weakly. After pulling away and taking in his hunched and deprived appearance, you looked down at your own self. You were healthy; in a sense; but fairly thin and frail.
“What happened, Jack?” you looked at him in confusion.
“You were burned,” he started slowly and looked down so his brown hair shielded the holes in his mask, “I found you outside and carried you in... And you’ve been asleep since.”
“How long?” you moved to get up from the bed but lost your strength when you stood and fell.
Eyeless Jack caught you immediately and let out a sigh, “About three months... We were able to get food into you but very seldom...”
You nodded slightly, “But it’s like I can die from that anymore, huh? I mean... I’m a Creepypasta... I can’t die from that alone.”
“Right,” he replied and lifted his mask slightly so you could see his smile, “But you still weaken considerably without food for that long.”
“Well, I suppose I need to start training again.”
He nodded and lightly played with your (h/c) strands, “First, I have to tell you something before you end up in a coma again. (Name) (Surname), I love you... And not just for your kidneys.”
You laughed slightly at the last comment and kissed his cheek, “Let me get back to myself first before I give you a proper kiss.”
~*~*~*~
Things were good and back to normal now; besides the fact that all the Creepypastas in the mansion became incredible protective of you. All of them were glad to have you back but seemed unsure of you continuing to kill. You had insisted and finally convinced them to let you train like you had before. It just so happened, you were training with Eyeless Jack today.
“Come on Jack!” you hollered across the room, “Hit me like you mean it. Or at least try!”
He huffed slightly, “I’m not all for agility (Name)! You know that!”
You laughed loudly and it echoed around the training room that you and the proxies had set up before the accident. Rolling your eyes slightly, you gripped your (close range weapon of choice) and ran at him with immense speed. When you were at his side, you cut the band holding his mask to his face and circled around. His hands darted out and grabbed your wrist, pulling you towards him.
“That wasn’t fair (Name).” he scolded halfheartedly.
“I know,” you grinned, “But our jobs and lives aren’t fair either.”
He raised an eyebrow, “Very true...”
Biting your lip slightly, you leaned forward and kissed him unexpectedly but didn’t stop now that you had started. Your hands came to his cheeks with thumbs just below his eyes and slowly, the black ooze from his eye sockets slipped over your fingers. It was odd and cold but who were you to care at this moment. One of his hands was in your (h/l) locks as the other rested gently against your side. You pulled away and smiled brightly at him.
“You know, the other Jack liked me too,” you started hesitantly, “Probably because I like you and it was my mind making a perfect world for me where you liked me back but... Here is my perfect world because not only do you like me back and love me; you’re real...”
A grin appeared on his face which was new but you loved it all the same.
“I’m glad you woke up, (Name).”
He rushed forward in the blink of an eye and hugged you. Hesitantly, you wrapped your arms around him weakly. After pulling away and taking in his hunched and deprived appearance, you looked down at your own self. You were healthy; in a sense; but fairly thin and frail.
“What happened, Jack?” you looked at him in confusion.
“You were burned,” he started slowly and looked down so his brown hair shielded the holes in his mask, “I found you outside and carried you in... And you’ve been asleep since.”
“How long?” you moved to get up from the bed but lost your strength when you stood and fell.
Eyeless Jack caught you immediately and let out a sigh, “About three months... We were able to get food into you but very seldom...”
You nodded slightly, “But it’s like I can die from that anymore, huh? I mean... I’m a Creepypasta... I can’t die from that alone.”
“Right,” he replied and lifted his mask slightly so you could see his smile, “But you still weaken considerably without food for that long.”
“Well, I suppose I need to start training again.”
He nodded and lightly played with your (h/c) strands, “First, I have to tell you something before you end up in a coma again. (Name) (Surname), I love you... And not just for your kidneys.”
You laughed slightly at the last comment and kissed his cheek, “Let me get back to myself first before I give you a proper kiss.”
~*~*~*~
Things were good and back to normal now; besides the fact that all the Creepypastas in the mansion became incredible protective of you. All of them were glad to have you back but seemed unsure of you continuing to kill. You had insisted and finally convinced them to let you train like you had before. It just so happened, you were training with Eyeless Jack today.
“Come on Jack!” you hollered across the room, “Hit me like you mean it. Or at least try!”
He huffed slightly, “I’m not all for agility (Name)! You know that!”
You laughed loudly and it echoed around the training room that you and the proxies had set up before the accident. Rolling your eyes slightly, you gripped your (close range weapon of choice) and ran at him with immense speed. When you were at his side, you cut the band holding his mask to his face and circled around. His hands darted out and grabbed your wrist, pulling you towards him.
“That wasn’t fair (Name).” he scolded halfheartedly.
“I know,” you grinned, “But our jobs and lives aren’t fair either.”
He raised an eyebrow, “Very true...”
Biting your lip slightly, you leaned forward and kissed him unexpectedly but didn’t stop now that you had started. Your hands came to his cheeks with thumbs just below his eyes and slowly, the black ooze from his eye sockets slipped over your fingers. It was odd and cold but who were you to care at this moment. One of his hands was in your (h/l) locks as the other rested gently against your side. You pulled away and smiled brightly at him.
“You know, the other Jack liked me too,” you started hesitantly, “Probably because I like you and it was my mind making a perfect world for me where you liked me back but... Here is my perfect world because not only do you like me back and love me; you’re real...”
A grin appeared on his face which was new but you loved it all the same.
“I’m glad you woke up, (Name).”
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"Uh.. What are you doing here?" I asked him.
"I said I'd be back at a better time." he replied. I nodded and walked over to sit down with him. I had dreamed that he would sweep me off my feet, and take me away from this empty hole called "home", but things didn't exactly seem to be working out that way. Things were all stretched out and awkward. It seemed like neither of us knew what to say now that our dre
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Sighing with relief, you exit the building for the day. Your test was at your last class, and you think you did pretty well, definitely enough to pass. Your school bag hangs over your shoulder as you get in your car, and you toss it into the back. You take out your keys and start the vehicle, and turn to the passenger’s seat.
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EJ's ending to my CP x reader... BTW, that's how the titles for the ending will be... Yup... I decided to do EJ's first because in reality, Idon't know his character all that well... I'll end up doing either Hoodie or Masky next... Since again, their characters are a little newer to me and therefore my writing for them could be a little odd...
Uh... Cheesy ending is cheesy but I wanted to do an ending for him like this...
Also! The masked ones are soooo difficult to write for... I like to use facial expression in my writing and when they don't have visible faces, it hurts my brain to try to make it work... Slenderman's similar but not as bad...
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Uh... Cheesy ending is cheesy but I wanted to do an ending for him like this...
Also! The masked ones are soooo difficult to write for... I like to use facial expression in my writing and when they don't have visible faces, it hurts my brain to try to make it work... Slenderman's similar but not as bad...
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Or you will die, even if you only looked at the word warning! Once there was a little girl called Clarissa, she was ten-years-old and she lived in a mental hospital, because she killed her mom and her dad. She got so bad she went to kill all the staff in the hospital so the More-government decided that best idea was to get rid of her so they set up a special room to kill her, as humane as possible but it went wrong the machine they were using went wrong. And she sat there in agony for hours until she died. Now every week on the day of her death she returns to the person that reads this letter, on a Monday night at 12:00 a.m. She creeps into your room and kills you slowly, by cutting you and watching you bleed to death. Now send this to ten other pictures on this one site, and she will haunt someone else who doesn't. This isn't fake. apparently, if you copy and paste this to ten comments in the next ten minutes you will have the best day of your life tomorrow.You will either get kissed or asked out, if you break this chain u will see a little dead girl in you...