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🏕️~•Bad Timing•~🏕️

Part 2

Ticci Toby x reader

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It’s been a few weeks, or that lest from what I can tell I think is been a few weeks. This cell or whatever the fuck it is has no windows so I have no clue if it’s day or night, if I been in here for hours or weeks. The only thing keeping me sane right now is the man that will come down to give me food and clean my wound.

I’ve also started to see how bipolar this man really is. He could go from all sweet and nice to grabbing my the hair and telling me that he lucky he hasn’t taken his hatchets to my neck yet. But what confuses me the most is he has physically hit or hurt me. With a killer you’d think he would but no he hasn’t. It’s been a few hours for what I know as he’s walking in again. He doesn’t have a plate with him, just the medical equipment he’s needs for the stab on my calf.

I don’t talk to him after the whole thing that happened last time. He removes my bandages and looks at it. His head slightly moves which out of the conversation we’ve had when he’s not having one of his moods is his Tourette’s, which is also why his stutters and makes weird sounds and phrases. He sigh and sets my ankle down.

“L-Listen… I sorry abo-o-ut what happened l-last time I was D-down here.” He says as he looks at me. “I don’t n-normally lose my c-cool like that…” he reaches over and grabs the alcohol from the tray.

He lifts up my ankle and pores the liquid over the wound. I let out a wince and close my eyes. After he’s done that he leaves it there for a minute before grabbing the hand towel he brought and putting in under my calf. He looks at me.

“I-I’ve been thinking…y-you’ve been down h-here for almost a mo-month now.” He fixes his position on the ground. “I-I’m thinking about letting you c-come up…b-but you h-have to promise n-n-not to try and run a-away…” I looks at me. I don’t say anything. “There’s a-an extra r-room you can stay in…a B-bed and you h-have your own s-shower.”

I look at him. “Ok…I won’t try to leave…” I say as I look at him. If there’s a shower and a bed, that means I don’t have to stay here and I can finally get clean.

He simply nods and grabs a key from his back pocket. He removes the chains from my wrists and helps me up. He hooks his arm under mine and helps me up the stairs. When we get up to the main floor I see we’re in a cabin. Through the window not far to the right of me I can see the sun setting.the first time I’ve seen any kind of light other than the little bulb in the basement.

Toby helps me over to the small couch in the living of the cabin. As I look at it i see the place is a little run down but by the looks of it Toby is fixing it up himself. Toby kneels down in front of me and finishes up by dressing the wound. He stands up and looks down at me.

“The r-room I was talking ab-about is the first one o-on the left.” He says and points to the door. “I h-have something t-to do, I-I’ll be back l-l-later tonight. Don’t l-leave while I-I’m g-gone.” He pauses. “And i-if you do, I will f-find you.” And with that he turns while pulling up his mask. He grab his hatchets and puts them in the holster on his belt leaving with the slam of the front door.

I get up and hobble over to the room he was talking about. When I get there I see a bed in the corner. A queen…on the bed is a note and some clothes. I smile and grab them.

‘I hope they fit.’ Is all the note says. I grab them and walk into the bathroom closing the door behind me. I take a shower and then go out to watch something on the tv. I end up falling asleep a few hours later. When I wake though I’m in my bed.

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🏕️~•Bad Timing•~🏕️

Part 1

Ticci Toby x reader

Tw- blood, killing, torture, death, mention of sex.

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I lay looking up at the ceiling of the cabin I’m staying in for the week. First day of this camp and it’s exactly how I thought it was going to be…shitty. All the campers here are annoying and the counselors I swear to god they’re all having sex at any point they can. I walked in on two the first day of camp.

I sit up and look at the people I’m rooming with. They’re all asleep. I get up and quietly walk over to the door my shoes in hand. I open the door quietly and close it. I walk down the hall and out the doors of the building.

I walk around the perimeter of the camp when I hear a sound. It sounds like giggling. I walk in the direction of the sound stopping when I catch a glimpse of something. I kneel down, in the distance is one of the campers from the cabin across from me.

She’s wearing a revealing outfitand a shit ton of makeup. She talking with a guy, I don’t recognize him, he looks around the age of me maybe a few years older.

I look over him, his back is towards me so a can’t see him that well. He has on a tan hoodie, the hood blue and the sleeves striped. The hood is off his head reviling dark brown fluffy hair. The most notable thing though is the hatchets hanging from his belt. I quirk an eyebrow at that.

He’s twitching as well. I sigh and I’m about to get up when in my peripheral vision I see him reach for one of his hatchets. With one swift movement and a scream that quickly cut off with the sound of the hatchet sinking into the girls skull. My eyes widen and I fall back. I grab my mouth to stop myself from making any noises.

Shes still moving…she alive. The guy removes the hatchet out of her skull and starts to hit her head repeatedly with it. Tears weld in my eyes as I watch him. My hand still on my mouth, flinching every time the sound of her skull cracking hits my ears.

I start to crawl away trying to be quiet. As I crawl I turn around and see the man stand up. My hand hits a pile of leaves crunching under my palm. I stop and look back. The guy is staring at me now, a mask covering the bottom part of his face.

“No! Please!” I yell out as he walks towards me. I start to crawl back but stopped when a knife sinks into my left calf. I scream and fall on my stomach. I turn my head and look. The blade if fully submerged into my skin. I look up and see the man standing over me. “Please, I won’t tell just let me go…” you beg. He seems unfazed as he lifts the butt end of his hatchet and hits me over the head with it.

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When I awake again my head is pounding and my hands are chained up to a wall. I fit my head. The room I’m in is cold and dark. There a loud creek noice that comes from the other end of the room, and a light flickers on. The man from earlier walks in mask still on.

“What do you want with me?” I ask as I look at him. He says nothing as he walks up to me. He grabs my left ankle and lifts it up. On my calf is a bandage where the man had stabbed me. He removes it reaviling stitches. He cleans it and i wince as the alcohol touches the wound. “If you won’t answer that then, who are you?”

He looks at me and sigh. “T-Toby…Toby r-Rodgers…” he speaks and looks back to the wound and continues to wrap it. When he’s done he stands up. He’s about to leave but looks at you. “And t-t-to answer that question, i-i-i-I can’t have you telli-ing people what you saw…a-a-and something in me is t-t-telling me not to k-kill you. So y-you’ll be here with me for a w-w-while…” he says then leaves closing the door behind him with a thud. The lights go out shortly after. Great…I’m stuck in this room for god knows how long…with a axe murder walking upstairs

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What could go wrong…?

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🌙~•Odd hours~•🌙

Ticci Toby x reader by: rxwr

Cw: mentions of blood and that’s it.

Words: 438

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You walk around your house soft music playing from your TV while you clean. You ha cleaning during the day so you would do it at late hours of the night when you couldn’t sleep. You left your bedroom window open for your boyfriend Toby if he comes tonight. You look at the clock. 2:10am, you hear a thud from your room followed by you name being called. You walk in to see Toby there. He’s drenched head to toe in blood from his recent killing. He looks at you and smiles removing his mask and goggles.

“Hey, love…” he says and walks up to you kissing your forehead. “You w-wouldn’t mind if I used y-your shower?”he asked smiling. You nod as he removes his belt from his pants placing it on your window seal along with his hatchets. He walks past you taking off shirtand entering the bathroom closing the door behind him.

You’re about finished cleaning when Toby walks out of the shower. His hair is wet and has a towel hanging off his shoulders. A pair of gray sweatpants hang loosely off his hips. He walks up to you wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Hey, babe…” he says snuggling his nose into your neck. He looks up at you and smiles. The music continues to play as he gets an idea. He takes the sponge out of your hand and takes you over to the living room. He takes your hand and puts it on his shoulder taking your other one in his left hand. He places his right hand on your waist and starts to sway your body with his. He smiles down at you as you step together. His honey brown eyes pretty against the soft glow of your lamps lights.

He pulls you closer and lays his chin on top of your head. He smiles and continues to sway with you. He starts to pull away as the end of the song starts. He dips you at then end giving you a kiss as he does. When the song ends he pulls away and turns off the music.

“Let w-watch a movie…we c-can go to bed a-after.” He says as he grabs your waist and pulls you over to the couch with him. He sets you in his lap cuddling you from behind as he choses a movie. He relaxes and lays his head on your shoulder as you guys watch. Closing his eyes he nuzzles into your neck and takes in your sent. The movie plays in the back as you two slowly drift off to sleep on the couch.

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🌧️•~Sad Times~•🌧️

A ticci Toby x Reader (smut) by: rxwr

CW- depression, starvation, cutting, sympathetic sex (in the beginning), rough sex, depressed reader, stalking, blood, suicide attempts mentioned, degrading.

Words: 1,073

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You sit in your room, no music, lights off. Tears run down your face as small hiccups escape your lips. Your life has been pretty shitty for the last couple months. It started one day when you had caught a man following you home. You didn’t get a good look at him before he disappeared away from your sight. You’ve been on edge ever since. A few weeks later you lost your father, sure you guys weren’t close but it still hurt. As the rest of your life went on more and more started to go on. So now here you sit, a knife by your side blood leaking down your arm. You stare at it be for you clean up and wrap your arm.

You get up and start to walk downstairs. Walking over to the fridge you open it. Most of the food in there had gonna bad. You’ve stopped eating about a month ago. You’re really really skinny right now surviving mostly off of water and small snacks every now and again. You sigh and close the fridge walking over to the sink and getting a small glass of water instead of food. You down the water and start to walk upstairs.

You return to your room but stop dead in your tracks, I man stands over your bed back facing you, there’s a hatchet in his right hand and it looks like he’s twitching. You step back trying to be as quiet as possible only for the floor of your hallway to creak. Before you could look up the man had you pinned to the wall. Hatchet in the air. I start to cry more out of pain as your cuts on your arm had reopened by the force. You put your arms up to shield yourself from the weapon as much as possible. But nothing came…no pain, no sound, no swing. The man grabs your arm and pulls you to the ground and climes on top of you.

“G-god your look s-so fucking miserable…” he said the mouth guard he wears slightly muffles his voice.

He removes the hoodie he has on revealing the rest of his brown hair. You try to move out of his grasp but he simply grabs both your wrists and pulls you back. 

“You k-know it’s ru-ude to move away from people when t-they’re talking to you, r-r-right?” He said a little anger in his voice.

He give you a skeptical look then smirks. “You scream hav-v-ven’t been fucked, god makes me f-feel bad…” he removes the mouth guard and goggles from his face. “A-am I right?” He asks smiling.

With his face exposed you blush as you look at him. He has honey brown eyes that complement his pale skin. His lips are slightly tinted red. His cheek has a gash through the side of it, revealing his teeth and gums. He has a slight stubble peppering his face.

His hands still have ahold of your wrist as he hold you down. “S-shit by the w-way you’re looking at me-me right now, y-you probably haven’t f-felt the touch of man i-in months.” He said with a chuckle. “I m-might fuck you out of p-pity,” he moves closer to your face. “Would you l-like that?”

You don’t know what your body is doing it moves on its own as you nod. He gives you a crazy smirk and brings his face down to yours. His lips take yours in a rough kiss, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth. He smirks against your lips and pulls away bringing his mouth to your neck. He bites down on your neck causing it to bleed, he uses his tongue and licks at the blood.

“God-d so good…” he says and continues. His hand moves down to your shirt and removes it. He moves down from your neck to your tits, he takes a nipple into his mouth and his fingers play with the other one. You get out moans and groans as he does this, his pants growing tighter on him form his erection. He pulls off and flips you over

“I c-can’t fuck wait…” he says his voice raspy. He gets down lower and moves your panties to the side. “B-but fuckkkk I might h-have too…” he says and licks up your folds. “So w-wet, fucking s-s-slut” he sticks to fingers in as you let out a gasp. “And t-tight, god my c-cock might no-ot fit.” He says chuckling darkly. “Oh but I’ll m-make it f-fit”

He pulls away undoing his pants letting his dick spring free. You gasp at the size has to be 7 or 8 inches, it’s girth isn’t that much but it’s still a lot compared to what you have had before. He pushes into both of you letting out a moan as he bottoms out.

“F-fuck so tight…” he says his voice strained slightly. After let you adjust he starts to move. His thrust are slow at first but there not like that for long as he starts to slam into hard and fast. “Ugh f-fucking slut…t-taking it l-like a whore.” He says into your ear as he thrust into you from behind you. Your hands grab onto the carpet of your hallway as he continues.

The room fills with the sound of slapping skin and moans. “Fuck, I’m going to cum!” You scream.

“That’s it c-cum for me, cum for me l-l-like the cock taking w-whore you are…” he whispers in your ear. He continues to thrust. You start to cum and he’s right behind you. He cums inside of you with a few slow thrust then pulls out. His juices leak out of you, he uses his fingers and scoops the back up inserting them and sticking his sperm back into you.

He gets up and fix’s himself. He looks down at you and picks you up laying you down in your bed. He walks over to the window placing his hatchets into their holsters.

“Where are you going?” You ask sitting up slightly.

He looks back at you his body half way out the window. “I can’t s-stay.” He says. You look at him and nod.

“Can I know your name…?” You ask hesitantly. He looks at you for a moment then nods.

“T-Toby…” he says. He looks you over again. “I’ll be b-back for more in t-t-the future…” he says before hopping out the window. You lay down and get some of the best sleep you’ve had in a few months.

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🍒~•Cherry filled kisses🍒~•

A Ticci Toby x reader one shot by: rxwr

Tw/none

This is my first one shot, I’m sorry it’s so short!!!!

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You’ve been here for about 2 months now. You were kidnapped by a guy around your age maybe a little older. You had given up trying to leave after the first few weeks of being trapped here, seeing that there really was no point. He’d find you every time you did try to leave and he didn’t have any intentions of hurting you…at least you hope he didn’t.

So you made yourself comfortable, and he had started to ask you about things you might want when he goes out. You had asked for cherries a few times and after about the second time he had gotten you some. So here you sit, the tv on munching on some cherries. You had a bowl next to you that you would spit the seeds into. Toby had been gone since early this morning, so you haven’t seen him at all today.

It was about 4:30 when he walked in through the door. He was covered head to toe in blood, something you’ve gotten used to after a few days of living with the man. His tired looking eyes met yours and he staggered over to the couch. He flopped down taking off his hoodie and placing it over to arm of the couch. He sighed and looked at you.

“Can I g-g-get one of t-those?” He asked pointing tiredly at the cherries.

You had one in your mouth so you nod and grab one from the bag. You turn back around about to give it to him when his hand reaches up and holds your cheek. He kiss you, using his tongue to scoop the cherry out of your mouth and into his. He pulls back and smiles at you.he chews it then spits the seed into the bowl.

“Thanks, it w-was good.” He said and got up leaving you speechless and flustered. “I’m g-going to go s-s-shower, I’ll w-w-want more when I’m d-done.” He says and winks at you before walking off his hoodie slung over his shoulder.