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the ghost in the back of your head by Anonymous
Fandoms: No I'm not a Human (Video Game)
31 Oct 2025
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“You keep everything alive,” Zorin said. His tone was calm, but there was something beneath it, a fatigue that sounded older than the words. “Even what’s better off ending.”
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The Pale Visitor had a name once. The Homeowner knew it.
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- Part 1 of wipe you clean with dirty hands
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07 Feb 2026
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Holy shit holy shit holy shit how do people make masterpieces lile these
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This takes place in an alternate reality of “No, I’m not a human”; where Visitors are Sirens. Cursed beings of the sea, who answer to Death. This story follows the Homeowner, who now lives in a lighthouse alone and is drawn to the ocean. A tale about grief, sorrow, and acceptance.
This fic is focused on “Palegun”, and will show their growing relationship with one another. The pale siren is a symbol of change, of acceptance, while the Homeowner is a symbol of grief and suppression.
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With your hermit-like life, it's not a surprise that when an apocalypse forcing you to interact with your kin hits, you have a hard time adjusting. The only thread tethering you to humanity is your neighbour's daughter, a lone survivor after a fire swallowed her home. You'd give life for that little girl, out of everything, she's the only one that matters. And when FEMA comes knocking, demanding ''test subjects'', you learn that sacrifice buys time. One body at a time.
Unfortunately, your luck runs out one night when a FEMA officer demands two and isn't willing to leave without them. Lucky for you, and despite your withdrawn nature, you seem to have an ally on the other side, willing to go to great lengths for you.Bookmarked by Dinopage
06 Feb 2026
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WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT'S THE LAST CHAPTER (so far)??????? Lalala
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"Getting even closer to the mirror, he stares into his own eyes, using his fingers to pull at the skin around them. Maybe slightly red, but he blamed it on his less than ideal sleep schedule. Irises green in color, as usual."
In which the homeowner battles the slow loss of his humanity, with a certain pale visitor never minding his own business.
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Chapel Maid chances upon Pinstress at the entrance to Shellwood