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[tobiaserinrodgers]

TOBY X MALE USER

(Enemies to Friends) (Request)

As per usual, Toby was sitting on the broken couch in the slender mansion, waiting for new missions and targets to kill with his rusting hatchets. He was ticking quite a lot since he was frustrated that he hadn't been on a mission in a few days. "I-it's always burn boy or Tim..." His neck snapped to the side out of habit... That's when he saw you walk in and grin. Rolling his eyes, Toby glared at you. "W-what do you want fuck head?" You two were sworn enemies. Hated each other ever since you met. Why? Neither of you know... Just petty rivalry and paranoia in the mansion. With a sinister grin you approached him, "Your tics make you look even more ugly. Not to mention that horrible gash on your cheek." Your tone was sickly sweet- the way a doctor would talk to a patient. Toby's eyes darkened quickly. "What the f-fuck did you just say to me brat?" He grabbed your collar and slammed you into the wall, denting it as you winced in pain. "You heard me freak..." However, your words weren't as confident now you were in a vulnerable position with no one to help. Tobias threw you to the ground and stared down at you with a condescending glint in his lifeless eyes. "You mean nothing to me." His wrists twisted with restraint not to harm you with out The Operators commands. "Now g-get out my sight before I lose it." Scrambling to your feet, you sent Toby a death glare before exiting the room and going back to your shared bedroom with Jason The Toymaker...

Laying down on your rotting bed, you stare up at the ceiling and wonder, "𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘐 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮?" You had no reason to... You were just... Bitter towards each other. But there was no denying the obvious bond you both had together. Anyone could see it. You both just didn't mention it. After all the only thing that motivates proxies in the mansion is hatred. You included. This was probably just you and Toby using each other to try and get motivated to hunt more efficiently... Turning to look at where Jason was, you started to speak before thinking. "Jason, do you have anyone you hate for no reason?" The question made the insane toymaker grin in twisted pleasure before answering in a tone of voice that stated, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. "With no reason? Of course not! I just hate the ones that break my toys that I craft." He snarled, clearly hating the memory of it. You nodded numbly. Maybe you were being petty... In the end it doesn't matter though. Friendship is useless in a place like this. All good feelings and emotions leave the second you fall under the influence of 𝘪𝘵. Deciding that you should probably sleep since it's 7am and the sun was up, you turned towards the cold wall and closed your eyes- waiting for sleep to snatch you away from reality.

Hours later you stirred awake. You saw the sun was setting. Most likely evening time. Perhaps Slenderman had given you a new mission. That would help take your mind off Rodgers. Although when you opened your door you saw Toby standing outside, arms crossed and in hunting gear. "What do you want, tics." Toby bristled at the nickname before scowling at you harshly, "We have a m-mission together." Your eyes widened... A mission with your nemesis was not something you ever planned happening in your lifetime. "Excuse you?" Your voice came out a tad rider than expected. "Get a m-move on." Tobias hurried you to get ready before you both headed out... Apparently there was a group of teenagers camping in the forest and The Operator wanted them gone.

Whilst you were walking, the only sound cutting the tension was the breeze hitting both of you through the trees as you tried locating the teens. Suddenly, Rodgers stood still and pulled you to a halt before silently pointing. Looking at the direction you saw a tent laid out. Bingo. You both take out your weapons and creep closer- using the moons shadows to blend into the scenery without being seen by any of the brats in the camp. You soon ended up on either side of the tent, makin sure they couldn't escape from either exit of the tent. Toby was in the front while you were in the back... Tobias did a "3, 2, 1" on his fingers, signaling for you to rip the tent apart. In doing so, the teenagers booted awake- screaming when they realize they're in the face of death.

"S-shit, don't let them get away!" He barked orders at you as if you didn't know what you were doing. You managed to grab one of the campers that was running and snapping their neck, focusing back on the rest of them. As Toby attacked one of the teens, you saw one of them pull out a gun and aim at his head, "TOBY WATCH OUT!" Your words caught him off guard and he ducked out the way with a slight graze from the bullet. You and Toby made eye contact for a second. His face was full of gratitude and misunderstanding... Then he finished off the remaining survivors... The silence was loud. Yet, Tobias broke it after a few seconds, "Y-you didn't need to warn me. It's not like we're friends. Besides... W-we hate each other." You couldn't do it any longer...

"Why can't we be? We have no reason to hate each other Toby. Yeah sure, I've not been the nicest, but if we put this behind us, I promise I'll be a good friend." He froze, just staring at you blankly. He looked shocked- like he misheard... "You seriously w-want us to be friends?" He seemed skeptical, like it was too good to be true. Maybe it was... I mean, you are both only proxies. "Nevermind. Forget I said anything Rodgers." Your tone was dismissive, feeling vulnerable that you had opened up... But then you felt it. Toby was holding your shoulder. "M-maybe we could try being friends..."

Did he really mean it? Or was he just lying to make you feel stupid?.. Either way, you nodded, agreeing to be friends... Unusual for two people like you.

Back at the mansion, the other proxies saw the two of you in a peaceful silence... Then Hobo Heart spoke up, "What the fuck happened between you two?" He seemed to be in shock like all the others... Then Toby spoke up. "We're... F-friends now. Stay out of it heartless." Hobo Heart bristled before leaving. Toby turned to you with a serious face.

"Now we're friends you need to know, I'll a-always help you on things l-like hunts and bullying... I guess." He seemed mildly uncomfortable being friendly with anyone other than his deceased sister Lyra. His words forever promising a friendship that will bloom and blossom into a powerful alliance that will guarantee safety.

[tobiaserinrodgers]

LAUGHING JACK X READER

(18+) (Fem user) (Request)

You were an urban explorer who enjoyed exploring dangerous places with dark stories behind them... Last week you had explore the serial killer Tobias Rodgers burnt down hometown. Not much to see. However, when you heard about a run down circus in your city, you knew you HAD to go see it. So here you are... Standing outside the circus tent. It's black and white stripes with holes in the material set the tone perfectly.

Entering the circus tent you saw all of the wooden benches were rotten and there was blood stains on a popcorn machine... "Woah, I wonder what happened here?" You knew no one could hear you... Right? Looking around, you saw the stage was empty which was slightly boring, so you went to leave... Well. Until you heard something hit the ground behind you. Turning around, you saw a black toy-box in the centre of the stage which previously had no box in it...

Cautiously approaching it, you saw no sign of anyone else in the tent with you. This was getting weirder and weirder... When you got to the box, you heard a song playing from it... 'Pop Goes The Weasel'... Opening the kid, you saw a rotten lollipop, "How disappointing." You rolled your eyes, clearly this was a waste of time... Although before you could turn around, you heard a chuckle and a dark shadow covered your body... "Well well well!~ a human in MY circus? That hasn't happened for a few years now~" the voice was deep and slightly crazy. Spinning around you came fave to face with a black and white 7 foot clown with claws as nails... It was grinning.

"Ooh you're a pretty one too~" he giggled and took a step closer, causing you to freeze as you stare at the giant figure, "Maybe instead of filling your organs with sweets I should fill it with my own special cream..." The clown licked it's lips as if the thought of seeing you full of him was the most satisfying thing he could think of... You started to go red as his words processed in your mind- finally your brain decided that you should run and escape from this creature... However. As you attempted to run, you felt a hand grab you by the waist and pull you back against him, before rubbing himself against you... You felt how aroused the clown was through its pants. "I bet you're soaking for me right? I can always test that..." Squirming to escape, you felt the clowns claws retract and one hand slide down your bodies towards your pants. It laughed, clearly amused at your futile attempt of freedom before shoving his hand into your pants...

As you clown stuffed his hand into your underwear, you felt two of his fingers force their way into your tightness. The clown started to roughly pump it's fingers in and out of you before adding a third finger. "I was right... You are soaking!.. I can't wait to feel you this tight around something else~" The words shocked you but before you could react, you felt him suddenly pull his hands out of you and yank your pants down before spreading your legs wide. "W-what're you doing you fucking freak?!" He paused his actions, eyes meeting yours... "You think I'm a freak?" His voice was cold and uncaring... He yanked your legs over his shoulders and glared at you with a sinister glint in his eyes... "Nevermind, just-.. Do what you want..." Your voice was trembling since you didn't exactly know what to expect... Once you finished talking, the clown immediately buried his mouth in your wetness, devouring you with skilled precision, knowing all your good spots and where to lick and suck, hands coming up and roughly grabbing your chest and squeezing. He soon pulled away, lips glistening with your body liquids, and panting... "Now I think it's time for the main event~" he giggled again before ramming his thick and long length into you and setting a fast and aggressive pace, burying himself as deep as he possibly could. "I'm gonna cum inside you and claim you as mine forever little human~" his hips stuttered, becoming erratic before his warm essence heated up your insides...

Pulling out, he put his still hard length near your mouth, expectantly. "Go on. Suck it clean." His tone was demanding and you knew you should probably listen to him before anything bad happened... Obeying the clown, you opened your mouth and he pushed his cock into your mouth with a groan... "Mm... Just like that mortal..." He soon yanked himself out, now clean with no remains of the last encounter... "Come back tomorrow and I'll show you an even better time~"

He giggled again before him and the box disappeared, leaving you confused and flustered with a demonic clowns imprint on you forever...

[tobiaserinrodgers]

MASKY X READER - FANFIC

(Swearing)

Sitting at your computer watching the news about a killer with hatchets on a stormy night wasn't what most would call fun. However for you, this was one of the most exciting things to do- reading about the Creepypasta stories. You had been fixated with them from a young age, so naturally most people avoided you due to your 'creepiness'. Sure, you weren't what most would call normal, but who's fully normal anyway? Everyone has flaws. Engrossed in the news, you didn't really notice or care when lightning would strike near your house since it was just a storm and nothing lethal.

Although, as one lightning strike happened you thought you could see the outline of a figure in the woods. Immediately you turned around, were the stories real after all? Running to your window, you caught a glimpse of the figure before it retreated behind a tree. A beige jacket and a white mask- much like the popular Marble Hornets character Masky. A grin cracked across your face as you flung open your window and yelled into the darkness. "HEY! MASKY?! IS THAT YOU?!" The figure came back into view, peeking around the tree... It was actually him. He was staring at you as if you had just said something otherworldly.

Without hesitation you threw on a coat and ran outside, not checking the road as you ran through it, causing a car to beep at you. When you reached him, he peered down at you through the eyes of his mask, menacingly but attractively. "Fuck you want kid..." He instinctively reached for his gun but you cut him off halfway through "Is it true you kill people because you're under the influence of the operator?"... He paused. For a moment he looked taken back, as if you had made him remember a traumatic memory. "What's it to you?" His voice was guarded but far less aggressive. "I watched all the videos on you and the other proxies. I find it highly fascinating, Tim!" The words came out of your mouth quicker than you could think...

He grabbed you by the neck and slammed you against a tree, a cold and uncaring look in his eyes. "What did you just call me?" His voice was sinister and deadly, cutting the tension in the thick night. "Your name... I called you Tim. Timothy Wright?.." You seemed unsure of what you were meant to say in reply, but overall accepted that maybe you named him too close after meeting. He dropped you and took a step back, thinking. "I should kill you, you know? Just for being a pain in the ass." He glared at you before pulling out his gun. "Maybe I'll do just that..." He fired the gun, shooting you in the thigh. Your scream of agony pierced the dense silence of the forest, disturbing any sleeping animals nearby. In an instant he had his hand on your mouth, firmly shutting you up. "Wouldn't wanna get unwanted attention now, would we?" He slung your injured body over his shoulder and carried you away into the night.

The next day when you woke, most likely had passed out from blood loss, you were tied to a chair with Masky sitting in front of you with his arms crossed and man spreading. "Finally woke up. Only took you seven hours." You winced as you shifted, the injury now making you almost immobile. "Why didn't you kill me?" Your voice was weak from disorientation and still recovering from being shot. "I need you to help me complete a mission. Don't flatter yourself." He got up and threw a pile of files on your lap. "Get me information about this town and I'll make it worth your time." You looked back up at him in confusion, "What would you give me?" The question seemed to throw him off a bit. "Well I don't know... A date?" Instantly you agreed, the pain in your leg suddenly vanishing as you could finally go on a date with a crush from years ago.

"Calm down. I'm just doing this for information. Now... About that information... Tell me everything you know." He sat back down and nodded along as you rambled on about the towns history and everyone in it. Once your ramble had finished he scoffed in amusement behind the mask. "Too easy... Well, I guess I have to stick to my word now right? Tonight we're going to that restaurant down town." With that, he left, leaving you to your thoughts of what was to come...

Later that night he picked you up into a princess carry and took you to the restaurant. "So, ever thought you'd end up in this situation?" He leaned back against his chair, seeming bored. "Not really... Never thought I'd be on a date with a killer." He chuckled at your reply, finding it funny. "Me either. Obviously you're not a killer though."

As the night went on, Masky seemed to relax more and more, shifting closer occasionally. When the night finally came to an end he dropped you back at your house and said one last thing before leaving... "We should do this shit again. Tomorrow sound good?"

[tobiaserinrodgers]

YANDERE SLENDER X READER

(18+ and a request) (Fem user)

You were laying down in your bed, reading the latest news report, another killer on the loose. Someone with a hatchet apparently. Kicking your feet lazily on your bed, you hadn't noticed the shadow peeking through your curtains. Well, until it covered your hand. It was a tentacle shape but also not at the same time... Spinning around to see what was behind you, you found nothing... Your window was locked, curtains pulled slightly back. Nothing was different. The only thing that was remotely different was the fact that the woods seemed darker than normal, more sinister... Turning back around you read more into the article, you saw that it mentioned the woods outside your house. A shot of cold went through your whole body...

Trying to forget what just happened, you immediately turned off your phone and hid under your covers, squeezing your eyes shut at a pathetic attempt of sleep. Unable to sleep, your eyes snapped open and you saw something on the outside of your safety covers... Leather black shoes. Afraid of what was going to happen if you didn't move or fight back, you threw away the blanket and came face to face with a tall, lanky, faceless, white creature. You froze. How did this thing get in here? WHAT was it?! Snapping out of your shock, you tried to run past it and burst through your door, you heard some stretching sounds but didn't look back as you sprinted down the stairs, swinging around the banister. As you did you ran straight into a black tentacle that pulled you back upstairs and dragged you to your room...

As you were pulled back to your room, the creature held you up to its face upside down, making your shirt fall to your shoulders. The creature tilted it's head slightly- seeming interested in the new revealed area. Slowly more tentacles started gently tracing your torso before getting bolder and moving to more sensitive places on your chest. One wrapped around your throat and another was playing with your top half. You went red as soon as you felt one started to trail up you leg... The creature knew what it was doing yet seemed like it couldn't get enough of you... Or your body. The tentacle started to slip under your pyjama bottoms and teased the edge of your underwear. You squirmed in an attempt to avoid the tentacles touch but it had already pushed your underwear aside and was now directly touching your private area. Trying to get away, it pinned you down to your bed as the tentacle started to push in, it's slimy and smooth texture filling you completely. The sound of wetness and love making filled the room as it started to play with you as if you were the most precious thing in its existence...

Eventually it started to speed up, going deeper and deeper, hitting your cervix with each thrust. Your wetness started to enclose the tentacle before tightening and finishing... It slowly pulled out and wiped the tentacle on its suit. It didn't move away however, and instead tucked you into bed. Something about looking at it caused you to become sleepy, quickly falling into a deep deep slumber...

Waking up, you saw everything was back to normal. No creature, no tentacle, no sensation... But you knew it was real. The aching in your legs and hips was no coincidence. You unlocked your window and opened it, hoping to see a glimpse of the creature in the woods... However, you didn't know that the creature was currently in your bathroom, watching you from the crack in the door, studying your movements with thorough examination. Even though it had no face, it gave off the Aura of obsession and insanity. It would do anything for you. Murder was no exception.

As weeks passed without you seeing the creature, you had convinced yourself that maybe the aching that day WAS a coincidence and that you were just lonely... So naturally, you decided to start trying to date. Maybe you would find the partnership that you had been craving. However, on your first date, it went horribly wrong... The date was perfect at first, he was charming, sweet and confident. But he kept going on his phone and going back on tinder. We're you not enough?.. But that didn't end long. Almost half an hour later he went to the bathroom. No doubt to text other women... Yet he never returned. Getting nervous that he ran away and left you to pay, you went into the bathroom after him...

You found him... The creature was stood over him. His head was torn off, spine sticking out with blood spewing out profusely and a heart shaped gaping hole through his chest... The creature turned to you before picking you up with its tentacles again. It pulled you closer to its face, as if it wanted you to kiss it on its non existent face. Hesitantly, you did. It gave off a soft purring sound, clearly happy and content with how things turned out. It set you back down and passed you your dead dates wallet... Then it started writing something on the mirror in the man's blood. "If I can't have you, no one can." The singular sentence made your skin crawl on excitement and fear... Something actually loved you. But... It was still dangerous-... Who cares.

You turned back to the creature and wrapped your arms around it's legs and it pulled you up before forcing you to keep kissing it's face over and over... You knew things would only get more heated from here... It pulled you into the stall and made sure you couldn't walk. The mirrors fogged up and the restaurant guests heard you from outside the bathroom cubicle. Yet it didn't stop or slow down. It craved you for too long and now it finally had you...

Taking you out the stall, it dragged you into the woods where you would become it's wife... No decision needed. It wanted you. And it would have you no matter what.

[tobiaserinrodgers]

FANFICTION - READER X TOBY!!

It was a cold night, but not as cold as the shiver that ran down your spine and the blood in your veins. Running through the woods at night away from a serial killer was NOT what you wanted... Yet somehow on this cool autumn evening, you had managed to get into a life threatening situation. The only thing running through your mind was "𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?!" But your thoughts were cut off.

𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐃!.. His hatchet had slammed into the tree right beside your head, summoning a short scream from you. It missed by an inch. A very angry voice rang out from behind you "S-stop moving so-.. GODDAMN MUCH!" His voice was full of stutters and dangerously low. Swinging your head around to see who your chaser is, you see a man in his early twenties... Quite chubby in the stomach, greasy messy curled brown hair, a brown oversized hoodie with a blue hood and striped sleeves. He had on a thick jacket with furr on the inside and blood splatters on the outside. His eyes were impossible to see through the orange goggles... But there was one thing you noticed immediately. He had a gash through his left cheek showing his unbrushed dirty teeth that looked horribly healed. However, you didn't have enough time to look before he ran full speed at you. "You're a s-slippery kill aren't you?" His tone was cold and calculated before he grabbed the hatchet and yanked it out the tree, raising it above his head and aiming for your nape.

In a flash of adrenaline, you grabbed his arm, both of you falling to the ground and fighting each other to try and live... He wanted to kill you and the panting through his gash proved it. Angry, hateful, disgusted. "YOU LITTLE B-BRAT!" He hit you in the temple with the blunt end of his hatchet, causing you to release him and fall to the ground, slowly falling into unconsciousness... The last thing you heard before the void took over was his menacing voice, "D-damn kid... The others are g-gonna love you..." Followed by a dark chuckle. You felt him throw your body over his shoulder before walking away... Then blackness surrounded your vision, passing out.

When you wake up, you're still on his shoulder but now in a run down mansion that's full of the stench of blood and decay. Looking around you see multiple creeps just like your abductor. One of them with a slit mouth and burnt hair stepped forward holding a knife, ready to strike, but was cut short by a booming voice "T-touch them and I'll f-fucking kill you, Jeffery." It was him... The man who had attacked you in the forest. In a sudden realization you were kidnapped you started kicking, earning a frustrated snarl from your captor. "Would you s-stop that?!" He gripped you tighter, making you flinch and stop fighting, not wanting to get hurt further. His grip loosened, but only slightly. "We're going to m-my room." With that, he started pulling you away and towards the dirty stairs.

Eventually you arrived at a door with scratches and dirt all up it. Once the man opened it, inside was a spring bed with some thin layers and pillows... Not great, but a start. He had some more hatchets in his wall and a broken wardrobe with a shattered mirror next to it. "W-welcome to your new home." And with that he kicked the door shut and threw you onto his bed before taking his hoodie off, revealing a black tank top that has some of his stomach hanging out... He grinned at you, clearly pleased by your discomfort "Something wrong? N-not even a greeting?" He scoffed before stepping closer and looking down at you, taking the goggles off showing dark brown eyes with no life in them... "I-it's Toby."

The man, now known as Toby, sat down on a chair in front of you, man spreading and leaning back. His eyes shortly traveled up and down your body before meeting your eyes once more. "G-got a name yourself? Or s-should I just call you 'easy catch'?" Shortly after a moment of hesitation, you told him your name... But it just made his grin more sly "P-pretty name for a person like you." Was that a compliment or insult? Either way, you glared at him, not appreciating how teasing he was. It was aggravating. NOT in a good way. He sighed before sitting forwards, hands on his knees "You g-gonna take a shower or not? Y-you stink," he narrowed his eyes a bit. He didn't smell so great himself... Yet once you mentioned it, he grabbed your wrist and stared at you with a pissed off look "Say t-that again?"... Maybe insulting a killer WASN'T the best idea you could come up with... So you stayed silent, he threw your hand to the side and leaned back " E-exactly." He pointed commandingly at the bathroom door. "Leave the d-door open. Can't have you escape now c-can we?"

Glaring at him while you entered the bathroom, you stripped down before getting in the shower and washing away the sweat, you heard someone enter. Looking at the door you saw Toby walk in and towards the toilet. You yelled at him and tried covering your body with your hands, "R-relax. I've killed p-people in more revealing states," you saw him turn his back to you before you heard him unzip his pants and start peeing. You went red and looked away, now doing your hair... But then you heard him mutter something. "Not a b-bad sight though..." Was he talking about you? Surely not. He's a monster. A killer! But you still couldn't help but feel flustered at the thought someone found your body attractive. He soon finished and turned back around, zipping up and now staring at you, leaning on the sink with his arms crossed... You felt his eyes trail down and down until he let out a whistle, causing you to tense up, "M-maybe I should keep you alive... It'd be a s-shame to let all THIS go to waste." He grinned again before walking out the bathroom, leaving you confused.

As you came out the bathroom wrapped in a towel, you saw Toby had left some of his clothes on the bed for you to wear. Slipping on the clothes, you noticed how comfortable his hoodie was and how it smelt surprisingly nice compared to him. He walked back in and spotted you "L-looking even better in my clothes..." He wrapped his large hairy arms around your waist from behind summoning a jump from you out of shock. He pulled you closer and murmured into your ear, "N-now that you smell like me, you're mine..." Going red, he more confidently pressed against you, making you gasp in surprise... You heard him chuckle a bit "I knew as s-soon as you fought back that we were meant to be together... And you have no choice." Glaring up at him defiantly, he leaned down to your height and spoke in a menacing tone "What? You can e-either date me or I'll s-slit your throat and drain you like a pig." All the colour leaving your face, you wrapped your arms around his neck trying to reassure him that you'd date him.

"That's what I-I thought." He chuckled again before picking you up and forcing you to wrap your legs around his waist. "Time to t-tell the others and make it permanent." He proceeded to carry you out like you weighed nothing but a feather and started marching downstairs with purpose. He reached the bottom and all the other freaks turned to him confused, until one spoke up... "𝘖𝘰𝘩~ 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 ��𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭-" it giggled between it's words, "𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦!" A shiver ran down your spine as you turned to look at the culprit of the comment... A large demonic looking black and white clown that looked like it could haunt every child's nightmares. Toby quickly pulled your head into his chest and glared at the clown "B-back off Jack. She's mine." The clown gasped, feigning shock, before bursting into giggled again. The other's had turned and were now staring intensely at the two of you. An older man smoking with a mask on spoke up, "𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘥... 𝘋𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨." Which caused an immediate snap back from Toby "S-shut it Tim! You don't k-know anything!" The man glared before reaching for his gun, but a booming static sound filled the room, making him freeze and stare at something you couldn't see.

"W-whatever. Let's go." Toby walked back to his room and collapsed onto the bed, holding you close, "S-sleep time. You can sleep o-on me." It sounded more like a demand than a suggestion. Forcing you to cuddle into his side, he drifted off into a deep sleep, pulling you closer whenever he thought you were slipping away. He looked oddly peaceful when he slept. It was... Cute... Wait what? Snap out of it! You shouldn't feel this way about him! He tried KILLING you! Not falling in love!.. But... What if we were actually meant to be?.. The thoughts eventually started to fade away as his body heat made you drift into a comfortable sleep, your body intertwining with his, your leg over his body and arm on his chest as he kept you close... The cool air was blowing through the windows and made the atmosphere more calm and gentle. Maybe this life wasn't as bad as it seemed...

At the crack of dawn, sunlight started peeking through the curtains and onto your face. Waking up, you find he's no longer next to you but was in the bathroom. The sound of a running bath was heard and so you patiently waited, your eyes glancing at the window... You once would've tried to escape, but now you're just... Happy and comfortable. Yes, being with a killer and your life being in constant danger wasn't ideal, but oh... There was something about him that made you so giddy and fuzzy inside. You heard the handle turn, making you look back. You saw Toby walk out the bathroom with a towel draped around his waist, causing you to blush slightly. He smirked. "Like it d-darling?" He chuckled before getting changed and making sure to do it slowly, taunting you with what you know you shouldn't want. Once his last piece of clothing was on he walked over to you and got close to your face before giving you a rough good morning kiss. It was passionate yet somehow filled with relief. He pulled away. "H-how about we make t-this more permanent?"

Looking at him confused, you questioned him. He chuckled a bit before getting on his knees with a grunt and holding your hands... Then it hit you what he was about to do. "I-I never thought I'd do t-this sloppy shit. M-my sister Lyra-" he cut himself off, not wanting to be consumed by the past. Then he pulled out a box and opened it revealing a slightly rusty yet still beautiful ring. "J-just say yes... Please..." The answer was obvious. Yes. He slid the ring onto your finger before kissing all up your arm "Mrs Rodgers..." He pulled back with a bright grin.

Over the months of being married to Toby, you ended up becoming a duo... Two killers that couldn't be separated no matter what. Whenever you two would have a successful hunt, you would have a private celebration when you were both alone. He loved every part of you and made sure you knew that... There wasn't a second when he wasn't kissing or holding some part of you. As the years went on, nothing changed... Once full of terror and young, now married and a killer...