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[vanyatas]

[vanyatas]

is it comedic timing to come back as an apex blog and remind u guys i was .mirageswife

[vanyatas]

i believe you’re talking about this one maybe ?! https://www.tumblr.com/acexsmhking/774586383447834624/hey-back-at-it-again-with-a-we-listen-and-we

my friend ace wrote it :3!!! I COULD BE WRONG THOS!!

guys,,, help me pls. I’m trying to find a toby smut fic that I read on here AWHILE back and I did not like it or reblog it (shame on me) and I can not remember who the author was for the LIFE OF ME

toby and reader go to university together. reader has a bf, but he’s away for awhile and during that time her and toby get very close. toby gains an obsessive crush on her. reader’s boyfriend comes back, is a massive dick to toby - and reader, feeling protective of toby, does not take that shit.

her and Toby go back to his place and end up banging. reader’s boyfriend calls her, and toby convinces her to lie to him. ends up with toby killing reader’s boyfriend and fucking her afterwards if I recall correctly

pls… it was so good… if you know what I’m talking about help a girl out

[vanyatas]

TOBY… TOBY IF U CAN HEAR US SAVE US

𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒚

(n) dislike of human kind

ׂ╰┈➤ Toby x Fem!reader 18+

Summary: Your beloved husband came home late, clearly overstimulated. What kind of wife would you be if you didn’t help relax him?

Warnging(s): 18+ content, nasty sexy, POC! Chubby! Reader in mind but no concert words, mentions of blood, mentions of acts of cannibalism, dark themes

You were scurrying around the modest kitchen as you prepared dinner, far later than you usually cooked. The autumn air was brisk and chilling sending an annoying throbbing to your fingertips and nose. You had been running around a majority of the day tidying the small cottage for winter. Bringing in fire wood Toby had chopped earlier in the month and insuring the windows were tight and sealed. You had just finished tending to your garden, making sure the winter plants were still going strong and checking on the special crops you had growing in a costume shed.

A small gift from Toby after a rather large mental breakdown he had….

Gnawing on your cheek as you subtly glanced towards the clock, it was later than usual when Toby came home. While it wasn’t uncommon for Toby to at times disappear ever so often, he tried being home mostly for winter. Toby refused to let you do heavy lifting labor, preferring to do it himself, or one of the guys. Which you had no qualms about, the bristle winds were already harsh enough this time of year. As the pasta cooked on the stove you paced, now occasionally looking out the kitchen window hoping to catch a glimpse of the tall man you’ve grown to love.

At least.. it was love, what did he feel?

Toby was not all too loud, talkative at times, but not loud. He also wasn’t the most expressive person, at least not with you, not like he was with the other men and women you saw briskly when glancing out a window. You were sure only the two men you met, Tim and Brian, were the only ones in the group who even knew you existed here or at least acknowledged you. You rarely went out if only to tend to your garden or care for the animals, besides that Toby did everything needed, or get anything you wanted.

He was loving, the only way you could truly describe his actions. You know he kidnapped brought you here because he wanted you, but the man had never outright said the three words. However neither did you, you simply adapted and overcame the strangeness of it all. Slowly seeing Toby as your partner, confidant.. a husband almost.

And right now your husband was late, very late. You sighed and decided to focus on your task at hand, dinner. Toby would be home in a couple weeks you thought, this was just another one of his unplanned trips.

Just as you had finished cooking, and fixing up the table did the door open. Slowly, you saw Toby poke his head inside. You froze for just a second, surprised but quickly snapping out of it and walking to fret over him. You paid no mind to the blood on his clothes, on those two hatchets attached to his hips, or the blood smeared on his lips. Gently you slid the large coat off his body, just incase. It was rare Toby came home injured, but you were always careful, always considerate.

His sweet herzblatt, always so attentive no matter what. Toby did nothing but stare at you as you moved around, his body ached somewhere and was bruising in another area. He could feel it, how his body was moving about. He didn’t worry though, he knew you’d check him anyways and find the exact source.

“Hungry?” You peaked from the kitchen, holding another plate up. Toby nodded, surely he had just eaten but he would never turn down your hard work. As you moved around you heard his grunts and groans as he made himself comfortable. He was more quiet than usual, he always said hello and gave you a kiss on your head. You worried perhaps some of that blood was his and his body was feeling the effects of blood loss.

Eating was also in silence, Toby didn’t speak barely even looked at you. You were sure the shifting of your nerves was almost worse than his tics. You hadn’t seen him all day, he left early in the morning claiming he needed to do something. You missed his voice, you missed his touch there was a growing hot need in the pit of your tummy. His unusual behavior only giving you a tad bit of anxiety.

You tried starting conversation, but at most you just saw Toby turn his body towards you. Not really talking, not looking at you. You wanted to huff and puff, maybe show your displeasure, but you knew your husband could be… odd. Never knowing quite what he had, but a growing suspicion. It was better to be patient with him and just let him come back to you from whatever world his head was in.

By the time you finished your shower, quickly brushing your teeth as you watched Toby from the mirror he seemed slightly better. Fidgeting more and glancing at you here and there, patiently sitting on the bed waiting for you. He looked delicious.. hair messy, eyes tired and his body only slightly tense still from whatever business he was doing. The flex of his muscles as he shuffled around only grew that burning heat.

You knew exactly what that lean, slender body was capable of. And you were craving it. Desperately. You hoped the nightgown, or lack of with how skimpy it was, might kick your husband’s usually needy gears into place. Reaching him, you gently ran your fingers through his hair, careful and weary, just incase. Toby only hummed in acknowledgment, resting the weight of his head fully on your hand. Smiling you brought his head to your chest, occasionally bending your neck to kiss his forehead.

“I missed you..” you murmured, slowly petting him and combing hairs out his face. “Ich habe dich auch vermisst.” He tilted his head in your grasp, looking up at you as his arms wrapped around you. Just like this was almost enough to satisfy Toby, his head completely weighed into your chest, his arms holding you with a handful of your ass. What more could a man like him want?

Toby knew how stupid he was, however the more he kissed you the less and less he thought about it. Surely by now you were infected, unknown to even you. Toby knew how wrong it was, selfish, a cruelty even for him to cause. But you were too pretty, far too pretty for him to just ignore.

Were your tits made for him? He certainly thought so as he groped them through the fabric, mouth on your collar bone as he kissed and sucked. “Mein hübsches Mädchen” another squeeze of your ass, a whimper leaving your lips. He could be so harsh at times, but you loved it. Craved it, his touch, that look in his eyes anything and everything that was him

You needed him… everything that was him you needed. It was suffocating and intoxicating, abnormal it might just be the effects of how.. odd your relationship was. But Toby was perfect, attentive, caring and very loving. What more could you ask for?? You loved him and as he suckled on your skin, squeezing your ass you knew deep down in his own way he loved you too. The way he so sweetly laid you down on the bed, spread your legs to let him slot himself perfectly. You could feel the soft cotton of his pajamas however, their thin fabric did nothing to hid the hard press you felt against the inside of your thigh.

Your moan was loud, needy and whiny as your fingers gripped his hair harder. You needed him and needed him desperately. His lips left your throat as he shifted to look down at you, eyes hooded with that smirk on his lips it drove you crazy. Reaching for something to grab onto and you jerked your hips, a clear message; hurry up. But of course he didn’t, no he traced his fingers along your nightgown. Fingers nagging on the underwear and tugging them down, not even caring as they hung on one of your ankles.

A giggle came from your lips, before Toby ever did anything, he always prepped you with his mouth. Toby was certain he could die like that, between legs with your clit on his tongue. This was life, this is what he was made for. Worshipping you. A satisfied sigh came from you as you felt his tongue lay flat against you, always cautious allowing you to pull away. But your fingers just pulled him closer, smothering him with your excitement. For a minute you could feel his tongue and fingers prodding at you before giving into the pleasure.

“That’s my g-girl, ‘m sorry I was late baby.” A long suck made you wriggle, gods that voice. Looking down all you see were those eyes peaking at you. The diligence of his mouth as he ate you, devoured you, practically inhaled you. His foggy eyes held a certain gleam in them you knew far too well. Sadistic and possessive. If it weren’t for your eyes rolling to the back of your head as two of his fingers stretched you, you’d be able to faintly see his movements as he ground into the bed. “A-always so g-guh-good, hm. Ich würde jeden t-teil von dir schme-ec-cken, wenn ich könnte”

You grounded your hips, not hearing a word he said all you could do was grind your pretty cunt into his mouth. Toby was sure he’d cum in his pants like this, nah he knew he could. Wouldn’t be the first time, wouldn’t be the last. The sloppy movement of his tongue and fingers became harsher, meaner as he felt himself nearing his own orgasm. He needed to be inside of you and needed it now.

Toby gave your cunt one last wet kiss before pulling back and pressing the ache of his hard cock against you. You whined, begged, rutted your hips. Anything to bring back that sickly addicting friction your pussy needed. Toby seemed completely oblivious to your frustrations, hole clenching and twitching from it’s thrown away orgasm. He was teasing you, slowly taking off his shirt knowing your eyes were drinking in every flex of his muscles. Your hands gripped the blankets of the bed tighter, no man should be this sexy. No man should have this much power in making your pussy tingle around nothing expect for the sight of him.

Toby reached his hand out to you, gently pulling you up to sit on the bed. Obediently, you kneeled on the floor. Eyes big looking up at him, hands pressed against his flexing thighs. Gods you were so well-behaved, you were so good for him. He was diligent as he brought some stray strands of your hair back, gathering them in a tight hold. You kneeled patiently until he jerk his hips on you, a silent permission to continue. Your hands were shaky as you eased his pants off, mouth watering at the sight of his cock being freed. You were careful grabbing it, giving it a few gentle strokes before leaning in. You trailed your nose against it’s length, from his base to the tip, taking in a deep breath.

He looked at you mockingly, cynically. Watching as you took in his scent, with that sickening loving look in your eyes. It filled him to know just how much you loved him, how deeply you ached for him. You flattened your tongue, moving it from his base to his tip, giving his slit soft kitten licks. Eyes hooded and you looked up at him, ensuring to maintain eye contact as you teasingly eased his cock into his mouth. Hung up on watching how he put his head back, Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed back. He swore he saw stars feeling you begin to bob your head up and down, tongue flat just how he liked it. Taking his cock out to give it a long, firm suck on the tip before releasing it with a pop. You watched as his hips jerked, and plead to be back into your warm, wet mouth.

But Toby held you back, tilting your head back. You opened your mouth, letting your tongue out knowing full well what he wanted. You cunt squeezed as a glob of his spit hit your tongue, it felt so gross, so disgusting and it made you so impossibly needy. Your tummy was nothing but butterflies as you swallowed his spit, returning your mouth to his aching cock. He let out a shaky whimper, his grip on your hair tightening, almost becoming painful but he let you move at your own pace. His sweetheart.. you knew what to do even without his guidance. He’s trained you so well.

Pulling back one more time, taking a deep breath, you took him in as far as you could. Throat burning and eyes watering as you looked up at him. You could feel the faintest tickle of his bush against your nose, his scent driving you crazy. A few more drippings of spit landed on your face as he watched you, eyes hooded and gaze satisfied. His free hand moved to your throat, gently feeling where his cock was. He gave you an eerie giggle when you shuddered, throat contracting tighter as your lungs burned.

Finally, after a couple more seconds did he pull your head back. Slapping his cock on your face in mockery, “Fu-fuh-cking whore. Aren-n’t you?” You nodded, nails digging into his thighs as you pushed your chest against his legs. You’d be anything for him, do anything for him. And it brought a swell in his heart. He gave your hair a firm tug, a sign to get up. And you obeyed, wrapping your arms around his neck pulling him in for a kiss. His cock rested against your stomach, lips locking in a slow, sloppy kiss. Your fingers tangled in his hair as another hand dug into his shoulders. Your legs were wobbly as he moved you around, still keeping his arms firmly fitted around you.

Toby sat down first, “Ride me? Ple-pluh-ease, Ich will se-zuh-hen, wie du mit dieser hüb-bschen Fot-tis-ze auf mir hüpfst.” His hands were gripped on your hips as he moved to lean his back against the headboard, eyes transfixed on you as you listen. His thumbs rubbing slow circles on your hips as you moved around, aligning his tip with your hole. He couldn’t tear his eyes from the sight, his voice felt stuck and throat tight as you eased down on him. Your fingers gripped his shoulders tighter and your feet shuffled before you lowered yourself further. You were speared open on him, knees spread he had the perfect sight of your cunt taking him wholly.

“Ja ja, das ist-t-tis mein braves Mädchen-n.” His grip felt brusing on your hips, steadying you as you began moving up and down on him. Your mother was open in a O’ as you curled your fingers in his hair, you could feel him in your lungs. Toby jerked you foward, impatiently taking a tit in his mouth, as one hand moved to play with the other. You nuzzled your face against the top of his head, both to ground you and steady you. You could already feel a slight burn in your thighs as your kept bouncing, you wet walls gripped him. Your moans were loud and wanton, wet squelching could be heard from your cunt each time you landed on him.

Toby felt fuzzy, mind clouded. All he could focus on was suckling your tits, your warmth and smell completely holding him as he relaxed. This is what he needed, this was all he ever could need. One by one, every fear, every sorrow he had slipped away. Only thing on his mind was making sure to give his kostbare fotze his cum. The knot in his belly felt heavy as you bounced, the sounds of you, your cunt driving him up a wall. You slowly halted into a grind, legs shaky and tired. Toby chuckled, releasing your tit with a ‘pop’ and shifting you both. Planting his feet firmly against the mattress and his hands grabbed your ass, holding you still.

He thrusted into you, mercilessly. All you could do was scratch your nails down into the headboard. You felt the strength of his thrusts, and the relentless bulling of his cock. His arms wrapped around your midriff as you jacked into you. His face nuzzled into the crook of your neck, his teeth sinking into your soft flesh. You both were completely blissed out of your minds. You could feel the knot in your tummy twist and tighten, your hips grounded on him meeting his thrusts as best you could in his tight embrace.

“That’s it baby, make me cum on your cock.” Your words encouraged him, before you knew it you had your back on the mattress as he fucked into you. Your legs locked around his back holding him to you. You could feel the stickiness connecting your two everytime his hips pulled back, the loud wetness loud and clear. Toby left your neck, bringing you into a sloppy kiss. One of his hands intertwined with yours, his other rubbing circles on your clit.

You could feel sweat on your skin, beaded around your forehead. Your free hand imbedded itself in his back, you hand holding his tightening. Your hips jutted and twitched, legs shaking. Your mouth stuck in a silent moan as your orgasm washed over you, hitting you full force. Toby cursed, feeling your cunt grip him teetering him over the edge. His hips were firm, pressed to yours as your shot load after load into you. Teeth sunk into the fat of your shoulder as he grinded against you. You felt woozy and dizzy, mind out of it. You barely comprehend Toby flipping you over, onto your stomach.

Your legs were wobbly, achy. You tried pushing yourself up on shaky arms and crawl away from him. But he just laugh at you, grabbing the fat on your hips and pulling you back. He had the kindness to cushion you with some pillows, his cock fitted between the globes of your ass. He rubbed your back, between your shoulders. “Be goo-uh-d-d, yeah? Just let me do the work, baby.” He bent over you, one arm wrapped around your hips keeping you up. The other hand was by your hand, you gripped onto his forearm mentally preparing yourself. You shivered as you felt his cock enter you again. It was like millions of tiny shocks all through-out your body, you were far too sensitive.

You tried turning over, pushing against his chest. But he just pushed you down, sinking his teeth into the nape of your neck as he began rocking into you. You whined, pushing your hips back into him trying to get more friction. Toby let the hand around your waist dip down, rubbing slow and soft circles on your clit. You were drooling, it all felt too good. Felt too much. You were hot and sticky, felt impossibly full of him. You could feel some of his previous spend dripping down your tight as he rocked into you.

Toby let your neck go as he felt you surrender to him, licking the marks he left. He was acting completely on impulse, he wasn’t ready to stop yet. He needed more. More of you, more of this numbing feeling. He could feel the flutter of your walls, knows he probably should’ve at least given you a bit but he needed you. He needed his sanity. He pulled back just enough to comfortably grab on your hips with one hand and leave the other as is. Drool dripped onto your ass, captivating him as he watched every ripple pass through them. The jiggle everytime his hips slapped into them. He leaned back down, pressing soft kisses against your spine. Inhaling your scent.

The mix of your wash, shampoo and sweat made him warm. Toby’s eyes hooded as he rested his forehead between your shoulders. Hips picking up faster and faster pace. Sweet pleads and begs fell from your lips, blessing his ears. All he could do was give you a sweet, mocking hum before wrapping an arm around your chest. Holding you up, flush with his chest he pounded into you. He nibbled and sucked on one of your ears, fingers trailing to tug on a nipple. Your arms moved behind you, wrapping as best you could around him for stability.

Tears were falling from your eyes, rolling down your cheeks. Your voice felt hoarse and sore. You completely relaxed into Toby, letting him hold you up and mold you however he wanted. You turned your head to meet his lips in a kiss. You felt him lick up the tears on that side before indulging you. The kiss felt cruel, it was fleeting and light as he played with you. He knew how overwhelmed you were but cared too little. He had his own satisfaction in mind, the only thing fueling him as he pounded into you. You could feel that knot in your tummy tighten again, harsher this time.

“I kn-ow-ow, Sweetie. Shh, ‘m almost t-there.” He pressed a soft kiss on your cheek, leaning his head against you he quickened his fingers on your clit. Hips thrusting faster against you ass, fucking his cock into with greed. When he felt your arms tighten their grip he moved his arms around you, lifting one of your legs up to get better access to your cunt. The change allowed him deeper, so so deeper your cunt clenched. His name fell from your lips like a mantra, body convulsing as your second orgasm hit you. Toby had to release your leg, wrapping his hand around your throat so you didn’t fall forward. There was a low groan from him as he came, body pressing right into yours.

His hips jerked, grinding into you in tight short circles. Your head laid back against his shoulders, breaths deep and greedy as you worked through your ecstasy. You felt Toby’s lips press quick kisses down your neck, to your shoulder. You massaged your fingers against his scalp, your muscles not quite ready to even try moving from the position you were in. You were sure you’d just fall flat on your face if Toby wasn’t holding you up. Slowly, he eased both of you down. Lying flat on the soft bed, ruffled blankets and pillows your legs stretched before relaxing into him. Toby’s arms were wrapped around you, face buried in your neck.

“I love you.” A soft whisper as you drew shapes into his forearm, letting your eyes finally rest. Toby pulled you further into him, teeth gently nipping your ear. “I lov-ve you, too Schatz.”

ᯓ★ This goes out to all my baby girls, another late night one but golly istg I only pump these out late. I don’t have word count on here for yall because I just wrote it on my phone and not in my docs. But I hope you all enjoy!! — Ace

-`♡´- tag list: @vanyatas @moriitis @theredservant

[vanyatas]

𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐂𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐨𝐲

: ̗̀➛ RDR!Toby x FEM!Reader

˗ˏˋWord count: 5,044 ´ˎ˗

Summary: What happens when an outlaw wonders into your parts of the woods injured? Well of course you do the good American thing and point a gun at him

Warning(s): POC!Reader, Chubby!Reader, 18+ content, dark themes, filthy smut, 1890’s west America, mentions of racial injustice, mentions of gun violence, mentions of blood, descriptions of blood & gore, thoughts of cannibalism

The summer night was hot and muggy, the opened windows did nothing to help waid off the heat. Perhaps the stove top being on doesn’t help, no it certainly wasn’t helping you right now. Wiping your hands you decided your meal could be left alone for just a little as you took a breather. Quickly as you could, you took off your daily layers for something lighter to get this sticky feeling away from you. The everso faint night breeze made your small escape feel like a small victory, fireflies dancing and the pastel skies brought relief to your aching shoulders.

You needed a break. Work was grueling, or perhaps the lack of work there was for women, much less you. This was the first time you had been home in months, traveling everywhere, no anywhere you could. You needed money and quickly you were already running out of food, and trying to buy food was an even bigger hassle. Apparently a gang of lingering outlaws were causing a ruckus rebelling against the growing industrial ages and strict laws. Perhaps you also should try robbing a train, it would be better than trying prostitution. Maybe just maybe those damn hooligans had a point. Robbing a train was definitely much easier at this point.

Taking one last breath you headed back inside, checking on your cooking food. You hoped it tasted good, you tried your best to make something out of nothing. Finally being able to turn off that damn stove off and prepare yourself a bowl did you sit down to relax and eat. No it wasn’t horrible thankfully, but nothing like your mama used to make. In the midst of your meal you heard rustling outside, faint and quiet most likely just a fox or raccoon. Until you began hearing footsteps, your heart quickened and slowly moved towards the shotgun you managed to buy. You kept low from your windows and crept towards your door. Yes, someone was definitely out there, on your porch.

This wasn’t new, strange men trying to barge into your home. You calmed your breath, your heart pounding in your ears. Just stay hidden, watch the door. From the sounds of it, it was only one person and hopefully you wouldn’t have to kill them. There was a thud against the door and a grunt following maybe a curse. The doorknob jiggled, you could hear a curse from that. What you hadn't been expected was for the individual to choose to enter from your window.

Yeah, that was your rooky mistake.

They landed shaky, uneven with laboured breath. Yeah, you wouldn’t have to kill this one. “You should leave, I ain’t want to shoot you.” Thankfully your voice came out stern. The stranger was leaning against your wall now, his head lazily looking in your direction. His eyes were covered by goggles, their orange gleam looked eerie in the evening light. One of his arms clutched his side, blood slowly dripping from his hands and onto your freshly cleaned floor. How rude.

“It ain’t kind to break ina’ folk’s homes, Mr.” Your gaze was steady and unmoving, that shotgun locked right on him. You didn’t move though, no you kept crouched and tucked away. You didn’t wanna find out how fast he could shoot with that pistol on his hips. “E-Easy hunny, J-Ju-just wanted to lay low.” His voice was honeyed, you knew that tone. He was just some no-gooder. “Perhaps you wouldn’t mind ‘laying low’ outside?” Your grip tightening around the pump, your heart sounded like it was gonna jump out your chest any minute.

Before he could answer you heard thumping outside, horses, which means whoever he was tryna hide from was close. You heard him swear under his breath, using his one free arm to push against the wall, standing up. He briefly glanced out your window before turning back to look at you. There was a gray and black bandana covering his nose and mouth, his hair was thick and curly falling over his eyes and shoulders. He silently hobbled over to you, free arm raised. Clearly he’d much rather risk being shot by you then whoever was outside. Slowly you moved around your spot, the gun still focused on him. You didn’t let your eyes leave him for a second as you slowly crept towards the towel still on the dining table.

Seeing him settle you quickly turned around with the towel and began dabbing at the blood on the floor. If it was law outside, and they caught you with an outlaw in your house they wouldn’t even bother asking questions before shooting you both. Just as you threw the towel to him was there a loud knock. They might as well just break the fucking door down at that point. You gently placed your gun at the doors hinge-side, they didn't need to see it. Carefully, you creaked open your door peeking through to be faced to face with the men outside. Yep, definitely law.

And just as your luck would have it, the deputy was here. You’d seen him out on the sheriff’s porch smoking a few times when doing errands in the town. “You saw anyone ‘round here, maybe seen somethin’.” His voice was rough, eyes mean. Yeah, if you didn’t play this out right you were definitely screwed. “No sir, I was just finshin’ my dinna.” You didn’t meet his eyes, your voice was soft with a slight tremor. One of the men glanced into the window, a sure sight of your still dirty bowl on the table and the pot on the stove. With his nod the Deputy seemed to pull back a bit, looking behind to spot anything amiss.

“There’s some criminals runnin’ a muck, dangerous bein’ lone. Anyone stay with ya.” He nodded his head toward you, you briefly looked up at him. You could see not all the men were there anymore, most probably poking around. “No Deput, I live here alone.” With a few more nods he backed up from your door, giving you a once over one more time. “I see, well, if anything looks.. Unusual come to the Sheriff's office.” You bowed your head with a friendly smile before shutting the door and firmly locking it’s latch. You jumped when you fully turned around, he was right behind you still leaning heavily on one of his legs with the passed towel now tucked to his side. You slowly reached your fingers for the gun, breath catching in your throat. His gloved fingers grabbed your wrist, nothing painful, and guided your hand away from it.

“Eas-Easy, nothing’s wrong, Doll.” He murmured, once sure you wouldn’t reach for the gun again he backed away to a nearby chair. He sat with a huff, you could see his body physically relax but looked as if he was unaware of how much pain he should be in. “Want some soup, can’t say it’s anythin’ fancy, but it’ll fill ya.” He glanced at you and softly nodded. Clearly food was not his top priority, you began filling another bowl. The soup wasn’t as hot anymore but it still had steam to it, as you placed the bowl down for him he mumbled a thank you. You shuffled a bit before kneeling to his side, his hand gripped his pistol as he looked down on you, stiff.

You showed him the small basin and towel, gauze beside you. He shifted a bit before relaxing and turning back to his food. Gently you pulled the soaked towel that cling to him. The irony scent was nauseating, taking a breath you began to clean his blood from the wound and his vest. You could thankfully make the wound out a bit better, it was a stab wound but nothing too deep. Just nasty. “Need ya remove your shirt.” Your voice was meek, he was still armed for the most part and definitely bigger than you. He grunted and his head snapped to the side, a resounding crack followed. It sounded so satisfying it almost soothed your taunt joints. “Foods ‘nough, thank you.”

You gnawed on your lip watching him stand up and head to the door. You didn’t know what made you stop him, but you tugged at his hand pulling him from the half opened door. And Toby didn’t know why he let you pull him back, onto the stiff plush of the rackety sofa. Maybe it was those pleading eyes, or feeling the gentle brush of your tits against his arm. It was both, all he could focus on was you. Your curly hair, your lips. Damn, had he lost so much blood he couldn’t even focus?

Toby didn’t fight against you again, his head heavy resting against the low board of the sofa. His eyes blinked slowly, drifting from you to behind you and back towards the door. He should leave, needs to leave, but the gentle touch as you fixed him up put an end to any energy he had before. Plus, if such a pretty lady was asking him to stay who was to refuse. You tried being as gentle as you possibly could while patching him up however occasionally he would jerk or tug on something. He looked bashful as he apologised, but you didn’t mind, in some odd way it made you more curious. But you figured an outlaw wouldn’t tell you any secrets.

His bones popped as he stretched out, his long legs hanging off the other end as you ruffled a sheet onto him. “It’ll be warm tonight, but let me know if you get cold.” All he did was grunt, eyes lidded watching you move up the stairs. God, what did you get yourself into?

The first thing he could feel was the crust over his eyes, lazily rubbing it away blinking at the light glinting past your curtains. A soft rustling could be heard as you moved around the kitchen reheating the leftover soup and fixing the table. Toby only got to the entrance of the kitchen before his bones cracked from his stretching, alerting you of his presence. “Mornin’.” Gosh were you prettier in the morning sun, cute dimples on the corner of your mouth. Nah, it wasn’t the blood loss, you just are that pretty. Toby smiled back warily, slowly sitting down in his previous spot being mindful of the gauze wrapped around him.

You were quick to serve up the soup, placing your bowels down Toby gave you a soft thank you. Eating was in silence, Toby would sneak a glance at you. He needed to get back to the gang before the boss sent others out to find him. Toby wanted to leave you alive if he could, and the others definitely wouldn’t spare you. Cute face or not. With that thought Toby put the dishes away for you, the last bit of kindness he could do. Your eyes shifted to him as you noticed him messing about in the living room. You watched him try putting his clothes back on before you decided to help, clearly you felt more confident around him as you gave him a mocking smile.

“Didn’t wanna-ah mess up your, your-fuck! Handy-work.” You just gave him a soft chuckle before helping him tug his vest over his shirt. “Well, I must thank you. But you sure you’ll be.. Okay?” Now that was a good question, he didn’t have his horse and you didn’t have one on you. The law was out patrolling the surrounding area still most definitely. But he ain’t had a choice, he could maybe try letting a carriage or train take him somewhere close but there might be law along the way looking for him. Toby just shrugged watching you fiddle with the last few clips. Gods you were so.. Obedient. He wanted to know what you tasted like, dig his teeth into you and lick your blood.

His cock began to stir as he left his mind to really think about it. His lip twitched, brushing against the fabric of his mask. He had to ball his fist to not just grab you, no you had been so sweet on him. But god were the voices tempting him, and you were so unaware as you moved about. His legs relaxed more as he soaked you all in, you seemed in mostly healthy condition, maybe stressed. Everytime you bent or walked past him swaying your hips he could feel his mouth salivate. He could feel the excess drool leaking from his gnash and onto his shoulder. Yeah, you most absolutely taste good, soft flesh with a good jiggle on it.

However another part of him wanted to take you with him, hole you up in his tent and release himself whenever he came back. Maybe he could do both, maybe you’d let him taste some drops of you while you sat on his cock. That felt satisfying to think of. But the gang wouldn’t be safe for you, and he’d have no way of hiding you close by with how much moving they do. You glanced at Toby, his fingers and neck were popping a bit more and the look in his eyes told you that he didn’t even know. No,.. that look in his eyes was dark, foggy and distant. Fixed solely on you. You swallowed hard, a tingle in your tummy and the throbbing between your legs confused you. You hadn’t ever given a man a thought before, and your few encounters with men and a bed left a bad taste in your mouth. The books you read hyped them up far too much than what was reality.

But Toby was.. Different. He was rugged and reckless, an outlaw. And from what you could see and did see he was finely built. No! You shook your head, turning away from him. You’d gone this long without a man and were perfectly fine. Little did you know about your mistake, Toby was eerily silent as he stalked up behind. His fingers were itching to grab you, dig into the soft flesh on your hips. The hairs on your neck stood up, a sharp uncomfortable shiver down your spine. You turned around, gasping in shock. You hadn’t heard a creak from him, you shifted uneasily the glint in his eyes made everything in you freeze up.

Surprising himself and you, Toby was at first gentle as he ran his hand over your hips. Looking into your eyes Toby waited a minute before his fingers harshly sinked into you. A whimper left you, he was much stronger than he looked. His other hand slithered around your neck, he didn’t choke you but his fingers squeezed on the sides giving you a good taste. You felt fuzzy and lightheaded, an ache settling into your core as you let your body sag against him. God, this was stupid but that look in his eyes, the way he smelled and his grip on you all felt too good. Your nails dug into his vest as you leaned on him, all Toby did was give a soft hum as he looked down on you. You looked perfect, so docile and ready for him. Toby shifted, a small twitch in his arm.

He ain’t really know too much about a woman. Sure, he’s eaten a few and he’s spent nights with prostitutes but you weren’t either. No, just a süßes lamm that let him stalk far too close. There was a squeak from you as Toby suddenly lifted you, leaving your neck to grab your hips in both hands. This time he wasn’t as gentle when placing you on the table, pushing himself between your legs. He paused like that, between you and just looking at you. For a while you figured he was probably trying to figure out how to kill you. Where to leave your body for nature to calm, surely it would be months before anyone ever tried checking on you. That thought shook you to your core.

Toby’s hand fitted back to your neck but this time, his fingers dug in squeezing your pipe like it was nothing. You gapped, feeling your lungs quickly run out of air and your heart beating. Both your hands wrapped around his wrist and forearm, nails digging into flesh. Toby slowly pulled down his bandana, a sick smirk on his lips as he listened to your shallow gasps and creaking throat. He knew you could see the marred gnash on his cheek, the scar that ran from his eyebrow to it and that you could most definitely see the saliva dripping down.

That horrified look in your eyes excited him, all of the blood pumping straight to his cock. Toby decided he’d figure out women today, no he’d figure you out. He’d break you down over and over. Toby let you struggle just a bit longer before moving you closer, his fingers slowly relaxing as his lips pressed against yours. Soft and gentle, inexperienced as he let you find your footing. It took you a minute, the blood rushing from your head making you feel so woozy at first you didn’t even process that he was kissing. You were shy, drifting your hand to his chest and gripping onto his vest before leaning into him.

Toby swore he could cum just from feeling you surround yourself. The feeling of you leaning and relying on him made his ears twitch. The kiss was.. Soft, bashful both sides figuring the other out before it grew more heated. Admittedly at Toby’s impatiences, the kiss morphed into something desperate and needy, sloppy and wet with teeth clanking. Toby was in heaven all he could feel was you, all he could hear, smell and taste was you. Your mouth alone tasted so good, it was carnal, he needed more. His tongue was intrusive in your mouth, it was more so like he was licking at your mouth than kissing you. The sound you let out sounded so pathetic, this was turning you on too much, he was turning you on too much. Rolling your hips forward to arch your back you could practically feel the stickiness between your lips. The hand on your hips moved, wrapping it’s arm around your back to force you flush against his abdomen.

His fingers fumbled playing with the strings of your corset, his other handle flexing on your throat. At times a tic would make him jerk or squeeze too tight or too harsh. But you just moaned, your hands grabbing onto him, nails digging into the flesh on the back of his neck and vest. Trying your absolute hardest to almost mold into him. Toby ventured your corset a bit more, halfheartedly tugging at the knot til he felt it give out. He made a guttural sound, deep and throaty as he pulled on your corset. If you hadn’t pulled away first, letting it slip over your head Toby was sure he was going to cut the string to get it off.

But seeing your tits, relaxed and resting against you made waiting for you to remove your top layers just a little worth it. Just a little. Toby had to lick some of his spit up, they looked delicious. How differently would you taste from others? Toby was positive that you would taste sweeter than the others, he was sure you’d be good for him as he fed from you.

Facts remain facts however, Toby was cautious waiting for you to give him some signal, any signal that he could keep touching you. He was a gentleman first, of course. That nervous look in your eyes, face flushes and lips swollen brought him a sense of pride he didn’t know it could. Your hands were shaky as you took his, slowly bringing it up to cup your tit. He groaned, making contact with them, they were so soft and warm. The look in his eyes was downright maniacal and his grin was wolfish. You could feel his spit as his mouth hovered over one, looking you dead in the eyes. He wanted you to say yes, needed you to say yes so he could do whatever he wanted.

You shifted, pushing your chest closer to him with a whine. That was all Toby needed before he latched his lips around the bud. Sucking and nibbling on it as if it was second nature. Your fingers weaved themselves into his curls as a satisfied sigh left your lips, a light giggle with a roll of your head and relaxing into him. His arms wrapped securely around your waist, one hand tangling themselves into your hair and tugging on it. For the first time in a long time you felt light and secured, it felt so good feeling his lips wander your chest worshipping you. But it’s not long before his hands are wandering again, moving to your legs and under your thighs as he eases you back. He helps you wiggle the last articles of clothing you have, spreading your legs open.

His knees buckled looking at you. He could see a faint gleam as the light hit you oh so perfectly, showing off the gathering wetness between your legs. But you were finicky, whining as you tugged on the bottom hem of his shirt. It was unfair how you were naked and he was left clothed. However, all Toby did was giggle and click his tongue at you. “H-hold on Süßer, lass mich dich zuerst probieren.” His eyes mocked you as he sank to his knees, the floorboards creaking under his sifting weight. His hands firmly held your legs spread open, you moved to your elbows feeling embarrassed. But Toby hadn’t the faintest clue about your inner turmoils, his gaze was locked solely on your precious cunt.

Your eyes glanced at your open windows and half pulled curtains, just as you were about to suggest closing them you heard him smell you. A deep, long inhale as he took in the scent of your cunt. All it did was cause his mouth to water further, a few drops dripping onto your cunt before he suddenly licked a flat stripe from your hole to your clit. Your hips bucked at the sudden sparks of pleasure, an embarrassingly loud moan leaving you before you could stop it. Your legs jerked as Toby became bolder, spreading your lips open with his thumbs and lapping you up. If it weren’t for the weight his arm pushed onto your legs, you were sure they’d be squeezed shut tight around his head.

You shot one of your arms down leaning heavily on your other elbow, re-tangling your fingers in his hair but this time your grip was firmer, rough as you pulled him in. Toby was in absolute paradise, your pussy tasted even sweeter than your mouth. The flesh was soft and yielding as he explored with this tongue, ducking his tongue into your hole and around your clit. Your hips were lively, wiggling as much as they could against his strength. Until one of your legs was able to wrap around his head, heel digging into the middle of his shoulders. Toby fingers rubbed slowly against your hole experimentally as his lips locked around your clit.

His eyes gazed up at you as he pushed a finger in, slowly curling it and pushing it further and further. You were sure your neighbors could hear you, no the town could hear you. Your nails pressed into Toby’s scalp as you sobbed moans, grinding your hips into his mouth. Toby was utterly transfixed watching you unravel on his tongue. He’d figure it out, someway somehow to take you with him, make this work. He was completely obsessed with you. Your taste, your smell, how your hips moved and your clit bumped against his nose as his tongue explored your hole, and your sounds were angelic to him. A beautiful symphony that made his blood pump.

Soon both of Toby’s hands briefly left your thighs to take off his clothes. You could faintly hear a muffled chuckle as your thighs clamped against his head. He released your clit with a ‘pop’ before pulling back on his hunches, shrugging off his vest and shirt. “Öffn-ne deine B-Buh-Beine, mein Lamm.” Your chest was frantic as you took in air, your skin burning from the summer heat and your activities. Toby clicked his tongue, neck cracking as he stood up. Slowly undoing his belt and buttons while looking at you. Your skin was clearly flushed, a thin coat of sweat on you as your chest heaved. You looked regal to him.

A sharp slap on your thigh brought you out of your daze, your eyes hooded as you met Toby’s gaze. “Op-pen-pen your legs.” His voice was husky, a certain rasp to it. You obeyed, your shaky legs opening slowly to not cramp your exhausted muscles. Toby gave you a satisfied hum, slotting himself back between your legs. You felt something hot and heavy on your mound, looking down you were met by the angry pink tip of his cock. Your mouth watered, moving your hips to slowly grind against it. It looked beautiful, he looked beautiful. Yes, that was the best way to describe Toby. From the scars littering his body, to his toned muscles and curly locks. Your hand reached out to him, beckoning him to lay atop you.

Toby moved one foot to a chair, pulling your legs onto his shoulders as he leaned down towards you. Resting his head in your welcoming grasps, bringing your lips together. The kiss was more put together, it was sweet and passionate. You rested one arm behind his back while your other wrapped around his side, nails digging into his back. Toby sighed into the kiss, shifting his hips and rutting his cock against your wet heat. It’s head occasionally bumps into your clit, a feeling that makes your heels dig into his back. Slowly, Toby pushed into you making you break the kiss as you hissed. The feeling was foreign and estranged, you had never taken something as thick nor long as him.

Toby just cupped your face, keeping your eyes locked onto his as he slowly sank deeper and deeper into your velvety walls. His bottom lip wobbled from the pleasure, a tingle shooting down his spine. Toby let out a loud whine as he got deeper. His lips bring yours back into a sloppy kiss, standing still letting your clutching walls welcome him in. “You okay, baby?” You nod, wrapping your arm tighter around his neck as he grinds his hips into yours. You can feel his lips travel down your jaw as he pulls back, pushing in. You swear you’re going crazy, turning your head to let him have more space as he leaves marks on your throat. As you get more used to him you can feel him going faster, his strokes precise as he bullies his cock into you. “So-So good, hunny. She fee-Fuuhh-fuck, feels so good.” His whine muffled as he buried his head into the crook of your neck.

Your eyes roll back, his thrusts becoming harder, faster, more punishing and it’s all so much. You swear you can feel him in your throat, your voice caught on something as you’re only able to let out broken mewls and babbles. Sobbing, begging for more but unsure of what. You can feel tears prick your eyes, struggling to pull him closer against you. You incoherently see Toby pull back, just enough to cup your face again and bring your foreheads together. Your voice is broken, cunt clenching as it tries bringing him further in. You can feel the tautness in your thighs, the undersides growing irritated as he keeps pounding into you. Everytime his hips meet yours you can feel the dizzying sensation of his bush brushing against your clit.

“Ple-please! Oh my goddness, need muh-more!” Toby felt his ego swell watching you beg for him, giving you a sloppy quick kiss before quickly repositioning himself. Readjusting your legs over his shoulders as a hand sneaks past your hips, circling around your clit. “Say my name, baby? Hm? Can you moan Toby for me, Lamb?” You nod hastily, eyes briefly meeting him as you say his name like a prayer. “Toby! So good, love your cock so much!” You can feel a familiar burning knot in your tummy, and you haphazardly pull him into a kiss. It’s all tongue and teeth, muffled moans and pleads for one another. His cock is ramming that one perfect spot on your gummy walls, you feel your walls begin to flutter and his hips stuttering. Thrusting into you with desperation, a need.

Toby’s digits pinch your clit, tongue shoving it’s what feels like your throat and before you know it you’re cumming. Legs shaking, hips jerking and your nails digging into something that would be painful but is nothing more than a satisfying pressure. That and your squeezing walls is what undoes Toby, hips stuttering into a rigid jerk as he unloads in you. Lips locked with yours and drool slipping from between your lips, his free hand pulling your hair. Slowly his jittery hips become sensual grinds as you both ride out your highs, both of you stay like that for a while. Secured in each other’s embrace as you share quick kisses.

He pulls out gently, carefully and you hear a wet sound as he untangles from you that just makes you giggle. Yes, Toby is definitely a capable man. He chuckles, helping you stretch out your exhausted legs so they don’t cramp, he peppers your face in kisses. You give a soft hum, meeting his lips in one more kiss before he completely pulls off you. You sit there watching him shuffle about to get you some water in all his naked glory. You can feel aching in the right places and some stinging on your neck from his marks and claims. You take the water from him with a grateful smile, he has a calm look in his eyes that makes you feel proud.

“I’m taking you with me, Lamb. Whether you like it or not..”

ᯓ★ I worked on this for… hours… no joke. It was 9pm when I started and it’s currently 3:30am LOL. I hope you all enjoy this, I explored adding more time into the text with italics and trying to make Toby’s stutter work into the German. If there’s any tips or you notice any mistakes pls lemme know!! Also should I maybe turn this into a series??— Ace

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[vanyatas]

YESSSSSS OH MY GGGDHFHFHJFHF MY GOAT POSTEDDD YESSS

𝑵𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒖𝒓

(n.) one who stays up late

╰┈➤General Timothy Wright Head-cannons : ̗̀➛

Summary: General head-cannons for our boy (old man) Timothy/Masky, includes SFW-NSFW

WARNING(s): nsfw, cursing, childhood trauma, ptsd, child abandonment, mental illness, coping mechanisms

!!SFW!!

Smokes literally every couple hours, it’s the only thing that helps ((besides munching on you OMG WHO SAID THAT))

Was abandoned by his mother in that mental hospital, Brian was truly the only friend he ever did have, never really being out of the hospital til he was grown

Constantly blames himself even now, even though Brian and him talked it out and Tim had the chance to explain everything, completely thinks it’s his fault

Knows he can’t ever have a normal life again, not after what he did to the group and learning about the other ‘proxies’. Feels it’s his job to look after them

Brian, Toby, Jessica are really Tim’s only friends… that he’s ever had ((a brief friendship with Jay but… we saw how that ended))

Is not the huge asshole, aloof cock head everyone makes him out to be. Sassy? Yes. Sarcastic? Ok yeah sure. Unnecessarily rude? No. Tim’s a big ol’ softy and tries to help the others as best he can, getting medicine for them and trying to include them in some normal life activities

Treats Toby like his own, even though Tim is only several years older than the boy, it’s just how Tim is. He gives others the motherly love he never really got, most importantly Tim NEVER leaves a person behind, he’ll face The Operator if he has to.

Only one able to match Toby’s sass

When you first meet Tim it’s from something normal, grocery shopping or maybe you go to the same clinic. You only start a conversation with the stone faced man after running into each other a couple times

He’s awkward at first ((cause you’re so pretty)) but he’s easy to talk to and surprisingly attentive to conversation. Loves talking about shared interests, hobbies, or previous school activities

It’s easy becoming a friend of Tim’s, a nice well spoken dude that appears normal, however you quickly learn sometimes he can just completely go off the grind for a few days to weeks and even a month

When questioned further he doesn’t say anything other than life problems or visiting family

Something about Tim you noticed right away was the fact he was very very!! on top of his hair routine, you never saw the man with a single hair out of place or beard unkept

Tim was not subtle about how attractive he found you, when you finally began to notice you realized how little he ever looked you in the eyes, how there was always a tint of pink on his cheeks, or how he fiddle with his cigarettes and scratched his neck

You have to ask him out, honestly it’s a chase. Tim knows what he is, what he hangs around, what hangs around him. He doesn’t want you involved in it. However should the day come where you find yourself able to sit on his lap and give big ol’ puppy dog eyes he folds immediately

He folded as soon as you sat on his lap, completely taken aback by your warmth… of you and your core

The relationship starts slow, that doesn’t mean Tim isn’t taking you out on dates whenever he can! He devotes himself to making time for you and you notice, you also notice how those moments of completely no word don’t stop either

You don’t say anything at first, deciding to trust his previous words, excuses, about it

Tim is grateful you can tell, by how haggard, tired and traumatized he looks when he comes home it’s obvious these ‘trips’ aren’t his favorite thing. So you try and be understanding, rubbing his shoulders and kissing his pretty nose

Yall remember what Doja said about men with big noses🙂‍↕️

You pretty much met Brian only a couple weeks after Tim, you were amazed by how in sync they were, at first thinking they might have been…. But Tim very quickly shut it down when you asked, explaining how Brian was his best friend.. they ain’t tricking shit they ARE soulmates

Truthfully Brian is like his soulmate, definitely wouldn’t make a bad couple but they haven’t ever… thought (???) about it. Like they literally could never live without the other, and Tim’s life feel apart when Brian DID die

But… idk how to explain they just ARE what they are and yeah it’s pretty gay. But they’re also gay for you. Hmm…. Poly Brim x reader….

Of course this means you get to work on getting to know Brian, and you quickly also become friends!! Brian is less awkward than Tim and helps you pick up better on his queue, jokes, habits so you don’t feel third wheeled

He’ll even help with chores or other nonsense so you and Tim can have alone time<3 it’s typically Brian that always brings Tim home from his ‘trips’

You quickly grow to love both boys, especially Tim obviously, fast. It’s hard not too!! They’re charming and dorky in there own ways, even if they have more sass than me

Tim also falls for you fast.. faster than he ever actually tells you. He’s still somewhat closed off, completely aware there will be a day he has to let you go..

Tim is not necessarily jealous… ok sometimes yes he can be when it comes to your attention but he has complete faith in you when another person tries flirting with you. If anything he’s really just there when he notices you getting uncomfortable or upset

However Masky??? Yeahhhh… Masky is like the personification of Jealousy. Masky is new to this WHOLE thing, doesn’t know wtf he’s doing. He just knows he does not like people (other than Hoodie/Brian) around you

He’ll jump someone for you

Loves the white picket fence life, if you wanna work go for it!! Money is money, but if you wanna be a housewife/husband? He completely supports you. Truthfully Tim’s house was giving very bachelor single male before you came along. You made it a home<3

Tim has some… abandonment issues you’re quick to realize. Sometimes he can be a bit clingy and not willing to give you up. I mean.. when you get abandoned in a mental hospital by your own mother, completely high off of medication with a sperm white man in a suit torturing you in the corner it’s understandable

It’s not until you meet Toby that everything comes out.. it HAS to. Since Toby completely freaked you out one night when he sneaked in (unaware of you) and you both scared each other in the kitchen

Tim breaks down truthfully before being able to explain anything, he’s convinced you’re gonna leave, you HAVE to leave. They’re all infected, they’re all sick and if that unholy creature finds them, finds him, you’re going to be just like them

Brian has to calm him down, it’s takes medicine and a good nap before you get an explanation. But when Toby finds out who you are, especially to Tim he’s surprisingly friendly, almost childlike in his attitude towards you. ((He’s a little jealous inside just because he doesn’t like sharing HIS things but wants Tim to be happy))

Once Tim is awake he actually takes you somewhere to get food and a quiet place at a park to eat. He’s blunt about it, completely honest in his timeline of events and everything. He answers truthfully to any questions you have after. ((After all you’re not Jay, telling you the truth matters to him))

You’re obviously… shocked, I mean it’s crazy in a normal content. A demonic force has been torturing him since childhood and slowly drives its victims so crazy they end up killing people and themselves??

Tim gives you space afterwards, still fully convinced you’re gonna leave. I mean, it’s the craziest thing ever and proving it to you in actuality just puts you in risk of the creature seeing you.

He’s surprised when you come back a week later, but all you do is kiss his cheeks and hold him. You assure him over and over you aren’t leaving ((and that you didn’t call the cops))

!!NSFW!!

Yeah the real reason we’re all here. Tim’s pp

First of all, it’s fat, and I mean FAT. It’s thick, like no tomorrow. Tim is average length, 6in but god does he feel like he’s 10 with how thick he is

Tim is very hygienic… more than Toby that’s for sure. He has a thick happy trail though, however his bush is nicely trimmed, especially near the actual base of his cock

Big balls, sorry not sorry. Tim is made to get you pregnant. Truth. That is a man right there lads.

The sex is perfect. Tim is completely devoted to you and so completely loving. It starts off slow and sensual gradually turning into something FILTHY

Wine and dine first kinda guy, wants you satisfied in every-way before he makes you lose your ability to walk.

Surprisingly, or maybe not due to his past, your Tim’s first time. He never had time, or the skills before to really pick up a girl/guy

Tim’s definitely shy about receiving head, it’s just all so new to him and the beginning of y’all’s sex life he is a little insecure of himself

But pleasing you? Nah bro’s flinging himself at you

Tim is very gentle, cautious and constantly checking in on you while prepping. He wants his sweetie relaxed and comfortable

LOVES you on top, he’s gripping everything. It almost feels like he’s TRYING to pull you into him

Make this man lunch for work and cook dinner for when he gets home and you’ll see just how far you can be folded in half. He WILL get you pregnant, don’t matter if you physically cannot he works in mysterious ways

You quickly find out Tim actually really enjoys his nipples being played with, like they’re sensitive

Imma get HIM pregnant yall. Tim M!preg!!

His chest is hairy. You know it. I know it. The whole CRP fandom knows it

Tim spoils you just as badly as Toby does. Like he’s constantly spending money on you…

Now… I know what y’all are thinking. How does Masky handle all this? For all Masky does know Hoodie/Brian is the closest thing to a partner he’s every had

To put it short; the first time you meet Masky is… awkward. He has ONLY had in-depth human interaction with Hoodie.. occasionally Toby

But once Masky starts really getting to… learn and understand things. Yeah he’s clinging onto you. You gonna find out the definition of horny today my brotha

Tim is all for using condoms, BC, or raw. Whatever you want, though.. he’s a bit hesitant about no protection. Masky??? Masky doesn’t know any of those words just let him cum in ya

Masky raw dogs ya just like he raw dogs shitting on The Operator

They both smell… musky, but not like unclean musk ya know. That manly man musk that makes you feel your ovaries tingling

God I need him…

Tim does everything in the bedroom, it’s a shock getting him to do it on the couch.. but I mean fair since Tim has his home opened to the kids and Brian so who knows who might walk in

Masky?? Masky will take you against a tree INFRONT of The Operator. Literally doesn’t know why he should give a damn.

Masky has… will… stolen, period question mark, some of your panties before. IT GETS LONELY OUT THERE YA KNOW. Yeah Tim had a joy waking up one day, buck ass nowhere just to find your cute undies in his pocket

You were LAUGHING your ass off, Tim was mortified, Masky hadn’t a clue wtf was going on

Brian found out once, still thinks about it sometimes randomly and just laughs his ass off

Freak-wise. Well Tim is very open to exploring, like I said easy going guy and just wants you happy. Teaching Masky about kinks?? You just doomed the earth bud.

Tim is very vocal, he doesn’t rlly whimper but god does he moan, grunt and sigh like a whore. Everytime he slips inside you he lets out this pathetic slutty moan. Yeah.. Jarvis get this man pregnant

Masky however is quieter. I mean, he’s silent in general but rlly only let’s out sighs and soft moans, definitely loves listening to you more than anything

Tim isn’t… exactly.. top?? Like again much with Toby: you don’t rlly define these things (unless you want to) But if I had to be honest Tim is a switch, whatever makes his love happy

Masky though, well.. Masky is dominant in everything he does. Again it’s not.. sadistic it’s just how Masky is. He likes caring and guiding people

Just like he likes easing you onto his cock and cooing at you as you struggle

Okay okay yes Masky is a little a lot meaner and domineering than Tim. But come on… they’re the sassy men of the sassy men apocalypse. Masky can be.. quite rough again he’s new to all this just tell him if you need him to ease up

But if you don’t? Masky is using you like a pocket pussy I don’t make the rules. ESPECIALLY when you teach Masky about eating you out?? Nah it’s over for you I’m sorry.

Tim is definitely more so into praise, always so soft spoken with you. Cooing at you and kissing you all over as he eases himself into, occasionally letting out some sarcasm

Masky? Yeah he’s a lot more sarcastic and teasing during the few moments he does speak to you. Masky calls you anything that starts with ‘my’. You ARE theirs and he isn’t letting you go..

In summary: You can get Tim pregnant and Masky is gonna get you pregnant

ᯓ★ Here’s Tim’s HC! Again I hope you guys enjoy this. I have so much fun writing these and sharing my thoughts. Istg I’m gonna try and get some actual fics out .. I was uh.. a little excited towards the end with this one

ᯓ★ Let me know however I can do better, send requests for what you’d like to see next! — Ace

— again, tagging the lovely @vanyatas for all the lovely words of encouragement and tips, thank you pookie!!

[vanyatas]

IM CLENCHING MY RAT FIST IN NEED U ABSOLUTELY FUCKING ATEEEEEE OH MY GOD CHAT OH MY GODD pls read this or i will fucking find u.

𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒍𝒕

(v.) to act stupid together

ׂ╰┈➤ Tobias Rogers General Head-cannons : ̗̀➛

Summary: SFW+NSFW head-cannons for my husband, Toby!! Enjoy!!

Warning(s): mentions of cannibalism, PTSD, child abuse, drugs, cigarettes/smoking, alcohol, ableism, and sexual behaviors, this is how I perceive Toby taking some of his original content and adding some of my own twists

!SFW!

Toby definitely has a country emo style ((we all cheer))

Toby is canonically 30yrs rn (turning 31 on April 28) but still maintaining his younger physique and flexiblity

Age has not slown him down… like… at all

Has German stare 100%, the whole resting bitch face and everything, HC that Toby is 100% German, immigrating when he was about 5 instead of just having distant family in Germany

Even though Toby has forgotten a lot ((everything)) from his past, he still remembers his German tongue and at times will ONLY speak german

Toby is (canonically) tall, 6’0, and actually has a very impressive sleeper build. First glance he doesn’t look like much but when those muscles flex???

YESSS GAWWWD BOOM SHAKALAKA

His calves would make bikers jealous

Toby is a very jealous and possessive person, when he wants something he decides it IS his, no matter what, and will obtain it in anyway possible. Seeing you around other people, other MEN? It drives him crazy, he wants to like pull you into his skin

Since Toby is one of the slower & weaker proxies, he likes luring people into woods and ambushing them in trees

Toby is excellent at foraging and hunting… hunting doesn’t stop at people either. Toby will eat ANYTHING he gets his mittens on

With CIPA Toby cannot feel the extremes of weather, however, Toby thinks cold weather is easier to manage than hotter weather

Has all sorts of piercings, the only thing stopping him from getting tattoos is the fact he literally cannot go out in public and none of the other proxies or Tim & Brian know how to do em

Hates rake, an evil shriveled, naked old man

Actually has a very good relationship with Tim and Brian, Tim full on treats him like his own boy and Brian smokes/does edibles with him

Has a very sadistic sense of humor and train of thoughts, and will say the most outta pocket, controversial, crash out shit ever

Like… will utter sentences no other human has type shit

Sometimes when he’s rlly rlly yapping and sticks in English, he’ll start talking in a southern accent that he picked up from Tim

Tim taught him how to ride horses!!

Toby ate a horse…

While I’m sure the whole CIPA thing helps, Toby has a very fast metabolism, it was very hard when he was a youngling to maintain body weight, but since for CIPA patients this goes away as they exercise and Toby became a proxy very young, it’s rlly just the metabolism that hinders him a bit

Toby has a blood fixation, literally thinks it’s the coolest thing ever, <<<< sadistic German men that have blood fixations

Loves Micheal Jackson, is blasting him whenever him, Tim and Brian are in the car

Do not let him drive

Whatsoever

Drives like Slenderman and HABiT are chasing him

HATES alcohol, but he understands cooking with it, just doesn’t like being around drunk people or consuming it himself

Drugs tho?? Oh he’s popped all sorts of shit, honestly foraging in the woods Toby has probably found an unknown drug

Toby is not close to any of the other proxies, but funnily enough, he’s the only one able to walk into Kate’s territory and walk out alive

((He slightly reminds her of her mother))

Has literally dragged a corpse into Kate’s territory to consume with her, girl dinner!!

Hangs around colder/snowier states, does not like the south whatsoever, but is always happy to see Tim and Brian as they drive around

This man hates men more than my mother I swear it to you. Tim and Brian are the ONLY males he tolerates (adores)

While yes, Toby does still kill women, it is NOT a pleasure for him and he mostly goes for abusive women, never innocent ones

Hates feeling like his dad

He has tiny braids in his hair from you<3 he never takes them out himself he only lets you touch them. Like he will bite someone if they try touching them

Toby is the embodiment of “happy wife, happy life” it is his life mission to satisfy you and make you impossibly happy in every way

You would be surprised how well his hair and nails are, I guess a diet of non-GMOS, organic vegetation and humans is actually pretty good for you

He giggles a lot

Like a hyena type giggle he actually is scary as all hell

100% talks to himself, was more so of a habit he picked up than something cause by his own mental decay, he just likes being vocal

He doesn’t have a filter, like whatsoever, curses all the damn time

His favorite is fuck and cock head

Sometimes calls Tim a schizophrenic warthog when he’s feeling sassy, Tim literally finds it fucking hilarious cause wtf does that even mean

Toby is a very good lover, sure he has horrible obsessive and possessive issues, but he is emotionally capable!!

Matter of fact Toby is very emotionally intelligent, he’s very intelligent in general, more than he lets on, it’s how he ambushes people

Sorry not sorry but Toby likes curvy people, loovvvessss that soft, jiggly, juicy flesh to dig his teeth into

Has become a rather good cook, or well… good enough Tim trusts he WON’T burn down the house on accident, burning it on purpose tho?? That’s something he’d do

Pyroromant, lovessss fire, any abusive men (or men in general) he kills he proceeds to burn them

Watched Hannibal purely for cooking recipes.

Toby is an anarchist, however not an atheist, this mostly changed due to the fact he LITERALLY sees supernatural creatures and is infected by one

However one time Rake randomly got struck by lightening and that was the first he ever thanked God and Zeus, Thor

Literally all of them he could think of

Despite not devoting himself to religion, he is very educated in religious views, beliefs and practices and finds it all incredibly interesting… especially after realizing yeah they actually MIGHT be real

His gash is from him eating his cheek… nom nom nom

Loves history.. actually Toby likes/loves all thing human anatomy and psychology… I wonder why

No one loves women more than he does… I’m sorry I don’t make the rules, he is literally a girls girl

Goes to Tim and Brian about relationship advice since they’re the most normal, and experienced people and adults he knows

Blabs about you to Tim and Brian constantly when he first starts stalking you, first saw you, Tim catches onto the obsessive behavior first and works him through it so he doesn’t like… shake your world

Tim was the one to teach Toby how to shave his beard and maintain it!! He has the same kinda beard Tim does in MH episodes, but not as much hair and obviously without those dangerously sexy sideburns

Tim = mom, Brian = dad, Tim definitely constantly frets over Toby and whenever he sees him is shoving vitamins, pills and water down his throat, while Brian is much more laid back, still takes very good care of him but let’s him make more mistakes

Toby only celebrates holidays with Tim, brain and you makes them all feel more humane.. more normal again

Toby LOVES to spoil you, and I mean, LOVES to spoil you, bring you all sorts of things. Fresh kills, plants, anything edible he finds such as wild blackberries, raspberries, etc; little insects and creatures. You guys have a horde of raccoons that visit you guys 2-3 times a week

Toby is literally the embodiment of a raccoon sorry. He does like pranking them to, one time gave one of them cotton candy.. laughed when they washed it. You scolded him and he said sorry

((He built them a ‘sink’ to wash their hands and food in))

Toby does not have the average male ‘musk’ smell, this is because this smell is caused by chemicals in a males sweat, however due to his CIPA Toby does NOT sweat, so he smells… abnormal under whatever body wash he’s used ((he most likely used yours))

Golden retriever?? Nah, especially not now that he’s older, more like a Rottweiler or Doberman, still goofy, loving, loyal and gentle but can be extremely territorial, protective with you, and is hella fucking intimating looking. The definition of scary dog privileges

Onto said topic, Toby is very strange behavior wise, he’s all sorts of sassy and bratty though ((he started the sassy man apocalypse with Tim)), while Toby is NOT by any means abusive he CAN still be a bit of a… loving bully. It’s all fun really, never means harm by it at least not when it’s towards you. However he has a dark sense of humor, and a witty quick mouth. Just tell him when it gets too much

!NSFW!

Ok the real reason we’re all here reading this, the dirty naughty facts

This man is carrying a slanger bro, like it is long and HEAVY

White skinny autistic men are just built like that im sorry guys I don’t make the rules

He’s only just shy of 8ins, he’s thick all the way to the tip, which is a pretty rosey red/pink

It is VEINY sorry

His balls heavy and hanging… breeder balls

OMG WHO SAID THAT

Is a very tentative lover.. very.. literally worships your body, and is very sensual… okay sometimes other times he can be a bit handsy

Will go round after round, does he rlly have the stamina for it?? No, does he give a fuck?? Absolutely not, he’s going til he literally cannot nut anymore

Dating for marriage kinda mentality, will ya know, he’s very committed, can’t really marry you but he will get you a ring!! (He stole it)

Speaking of, he steals tons of stuff for you, literally breaks into stores and disables the camera to let you “shop” around

Is obsessed with that white picket fence fantasy much like Tim, wasn’t during his childhood but after being enslaved by a paranormal demonic force you start missing things you never even had

Loves treating you like a pretty housewife/husband (he just wants to feel like he’s able to take care of someone, stops him from spiraling into the pits of depression, paranoia, self-grieving)

Wearing a pretty dress/outfit with your hair all done?? Be ready for him to creampie you. No hesitation

Condoms are outta the question, he raw dogs it, just like he raw dogs mental illness the way god intended

Also doesn’t like BC, read all of its side effects and was horrified… horrible at pulling out ((okay maybe he DOES want you pregnant))

His tongue is long, freakish long, rock ‘n’ roll star long and is eager to learn how

You’re 100% his first, literally never had romantic opportunities before you, and god dammit is he determined to make it work

Moves you/keeps you FAR away from where The Operator is, is horrified that if you see him you’ll slowly start developing the infection

((I know it can also be spread by the proxies, however it seems after watching MH again that it isn’t that bad til the victim MAKES eye contact (lack thereof) with The Operator))

So since you’re far away, tucked safe in some cottage/cabin he found he more than down to get you knocked up/pretend to

Then he remembers he has 48 different mental, physical disabilities and reconsiders, thankfully most that he does have aren’t genetic!!

HE IS A MUNCHER. I SAID IT. HE EATS FUCKING PUSSY/BUSSY

he’s a whore and has no shame in it, no care, he will slut and degrade himself for you… has an ego tho so he acts like it’s a favor for you

Dom/sub isn’t rlly anything you guys define, as Toby literally JUST wants to pleasure you and make you happy in anyway possible however he is rather.. dominant in a “I wanna love and care for you and just be a walking wallet for you” without the money part

Toby can still be a little mean to you sometimes, it’s not out of malice.. at least not against you, it’s just how his personality and humor is

And will degrade you in bed, nothing extreme, it’s more of “w-who’s my-fuhFUCK..good cock slut?” It’s a mixture of praise and humiliation

Start riding him and he WILL pop a tit in his mouth, he is OBSESSED with your ass and tits no matter the size, they’re covered in bites and hickies

Bite him and he will go feral and fuck you wherever you are, it makes him tingly

Sex so nasty y’all start on a wall, get to the bed, fall off the bed fucking on the ground, against a drawer/cabinet, and back on the bed

KING OF AFTERCARE!!!

Has gotten down your preference of aftercare to a T, whatever you want he’s on it

Back onto his cock, he has a delicious fucking happy trail, his bush is.. as trimmed as can be for how often he’s out and about ((buy him some shears and razor))

He LOVES having his balls worshipped, and nasty, slobbery head. Get down and show him how much you love him, it makes him FEIN

Listen yall I’m not gonna hold y’all this man does try to come home to you as often as possible but he’s a wild thing, he’s literally hacking people up, having full mental spirals and breakdowns, and is ass deep in those woods, he comes back home SMELLING of a hot fucking mess and he LOVES fucking you like that

It’s dirty and primal and it gets him going in a way he genuinely cannot explain to you

Obsessive. Literally plain and simple, Toby feels love in the deepest ways possible. He’s jealous and possessive and god damn is the sex fantastic. He bites for sure, he’s grabbing and gripping you everywhere. If another person is flirting with you? Be ready cause he’s barely hanging on to not expose his position stalking watching over you and fucking the dog shit outta you

Will cum all over you when he’s like this

In you, on you, in your mouth, he’ll nut on your face and rub it just for good measure. He wants you to smell like him and to smell him everywhere

ᯓ★ Here’s my interpretation of Toby!! I like mixing some his canonical information ((just cause it’s makes things easier)) and some little twists of my own, of course I try to keep everything as realistic as possible. Have like 6 searches on CIPA and Tourettes open LOL

ᯓ★ I hope yall enjoyed it!!<3 let me know if yall want a HC fic of how I see all the creeps?? special thank you to @vanyatas for the encouragement ‼️

ᯓ★ Pls leave any suggestions on how to do better🖤

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Why I'm Quitting the Hawk Tuah Fandom

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being a writer and artist is so scary i get nervous to post anything 😭

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finished another toby pic. i did a background but hated it

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Toby being your yummy German boyfriend that isn't a serial killer but lowkey a gym dude with GAINS and would do anything for his lover. Guy that stays up playing videogames and you have to skulk into the living room to tell him to stfu because he's so loud. Drives a trashy truck with trashy metal/rock music. With piercings and no money. Broke ass boy. Bum ass man. His messy brown hair, his weird moments where his buzz cuts his hair, shaves the sides of his hair off. His messy family, his dad in prison, Lyra being the best sister-in-law you could ask for - his mom mentally unwell but putting in the effort for her children.

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general headcanons relationship —proxies x fem!proxy!reader

including: ticci toby, masky, hoodie and kate the chaser (individually)

suggestive mentions, mentions of murder, creepypasta masky and creepypasta hoodie (but with some features of MH tim and brian).

i'll make a distinction between Tim and Brian from MH and Tim and Brian from Creepypasta, if i'm writing of both and i don't mention if it's the creepypasta version, then it's from Marble Hornets! but in this case, i mentioned that is their creepypasta version (if it's said like that? (⁠ᗒ⁠ᗩ⁠ᗕ⁠))

i did my best with my proxies characterization, hope you like it! 💗⭐

Masky/Tim Wright

oh Tim my beloved.

one thing is to interact with Tim outside of work and another one to interact with Tim as Masky while working.

he's protective way too much.

please understand him, everything is already very fucked up and even more to being controlled by Slenderman.

y'all live in cabins in the woods! and even though you have your own, you tend to spend a lot of time in Tim's cabin.

since you started dating, you both made one thing clear: private relationship.

and to be honest, helped you quite a bit.

it didn't suit either of you for others to know exactly what's going on.

when y'all aren't deeply under his command, Tim is more soft and more talkative. his sarcasm makes you smile and he then sometimes initiate some kisses and physical contact.

but you are more of the one who initiates it.

when he has missions where the two of you don't go together, he tries to bring something to you.

but when you both go together on a mission, you take things and he covers them up and also you both deviate a little from the path or take a little longer to return (if you understand me wink wink)

but it isn't so common that you deviate from the path.

use honey, dear or your name

he holds your hand when you are together.

sometimes he wants to be alone but he always tells you before you give him space (something that he had to learn and it's difficult for him but he tries to do it to avoid arguments between you, he is an exhausted guy).

when this happens you go back to your cabin or take a walk nearby until Tim is the one who comes to find you.

his jealousy is more of a pessimistic comments to himself.

he loves you and he doesn't want to lose you.

he genuinely cares about others despite his reserved demeanor.

when you go shopping, even if he says that only what is just and necessary, he buys you what you like without anyone knowing.

but when he's Masky.

well... it's almost the same attitude.

he doesn't soften his voice to you.

just wants to do the mission, finish it and leave.

but also, that everything goes well and ends well.

he actually talks more than Hoodie.

more reserved.

he doesn't hold your hand at all.

but his protective attitude is still there!

if you get hurt during one of the missions, he will help you.

says your name, no nickname, no pet names.

but in the end, he knows you are his partner and her girlfriend.

"look at her, i would die for her, i would kill for her" vibe.

"older sis of her family x older brother of his family" vibes/trope

his kisses are long but with a strong charge of emotion.

he's a soft dom.

and again, the difference between when he's outside of work and when he's at work is not much, it's just that he acts more distant and less expressive, but for the rest, he is still a big protector.

he also values autonomy!

don't get him wrong, he just enjoys seeing his girlfriend being self-sufficient, especially with the life y'all lead.

it's between Toby or Brian that teases both of you.

Kate doesn't care much.

he loves it when you squeeze his shoulders! even though your hands hurt from how tense they are.

please give him words of affirmation and quality time :(

his love language would be acts of service and quality time!

your dates are going to the nearest city or town or just hanging out inside his cabin or yours.

there are times when it's already daylight but he doesn't let you go, for him, you're the only that can keep him putting up with that shit any longer.

and vice versa.

the sound of leafs colliding against each other thanks to the gentle gust of air was the background noise of the scene.

your head was resting gently on his shoulder, somewhat snuggled into him being greeted by the strong smell of coffee and cigarettes, his arm around your body to be more in contact with you. Tim's breathing was a little slow, you thought maybe it was because of all the cigarettes he smoked or the scene was really peaceful, a calmness that you always appreciated.

"Tim, honey..." your voice brought him out of his thoughts.

"yeah, dear?" you opened your lips, thinking a little about the words you would say. "if we get through this, will we be able to live far away and have a life together?"

your question made him go back into his thoughts, that question was so sad but Tim knew the answer for a long time.

"honey, we both already have a life together and when we least expect it, we will be living in a house somewhat away from the woods."

"love you" your lips joined together forming a beautiful connection and dance, that words were not enough because of how much you loved each other.

although you both know that it's increasingly a distant dream but he couldn't say no to his future wife.

Hoodie/Brian Thomas

ALRIGHT HEAR ME OUT.

Brian is a great boyfriend.

Hoodie absolutely not lol.

i started with Brian outside the power of the operator/slenderman.

brian is a golden retriever vibe, something in his past remains present and that is his charisma.

although his charisma is later interrupted by more sarcastic tones. after all, he's not the same as years ago.

the first to know about your relationship with Brian was Tim.

after all, he's his friend.

then the next to know it was Kate and Toby almost at the same time.

Brian does the best he can, knowing the shit y'all live, he tries to make sure to have at least some good moments within that... exhausting reality you both live in.

use honey, babe and love.

the kind of give you some flowers that are picked up in the forest.

remember when i say y'all live in cabins? well, he also has his own but he's constantly in yours.

his love language is words of affirmation and quality time!

he's not a jealous type at all, yeah sometimes he is jealous but he's more the kind of "yeah, she's my girlfriend, all mine, look at her because that's the only nearest thing that you're going to have something about her" "proud that she's my girlfriend, so what?"

your relationship is also private!

your dates consist in going to the nearest city.

a great kisser (i still hc that he's the top 1 among them lol)

an absolute service dom.

when he sends both of you on missions, he tries to do the hardest parts (although you don't care much about that later and end up doing too).

the cool aunt and cool uncle couple vibes.

but when he's working as Hoodie... well

you missed your Brian when he's not completely under the slenderman's control.

i mean y'all are completely but when he put y'all to "work".

when he's as Hoodie, he doesn't speak.

he just sighs, pants, grunts but doesn't say a word.

but those sounds sound different, because he carries a voice changer inside of his hoodie and balaclava.

Hoodie just treats you as an equal like the other proxies.

kind of stubborn (but not as toby)

Hoodie genuinely cares for you, if you go the wrong way, he grabs of your clothes and pulls you back to the right path.

there aren't many displays of affection when he's in the mission, to be honest.

but it doesn't mean that he doesn't do it completely, he is, along with Toby, the one who mind the least about showing affection (knowing the current situation everyone is in).

but he adores you, and even though you're under Slenderman's command, he's afraid that he will do something against you.

your footsteps that made the old dry leafs scattered on the dirt ground crunch made Brian turn his head to you.

"hey babe" he showed you a smile, revealing his small tooth gap.

"i didn't know you had arrived" the sound of crushed leafs began to get closer to Brian, you stopped your walk when you were already next to him. "Tim told me you got injured"

there was no response from Brian, he kept his gaze in the direction where you were but without seeing you as such, appreciating the green grass with brown tones due to dryness. the only thing he could enjoy about this shit was nature in its purest state and you by his side.

he let out a small chuckle and looked away, now looking at the lake in front of you. "just a little scratch".

your mouth curved into a smile, taking your hands out of the pocket of the large and thick jacket you were wearing, you ran your hand over his abdomen, causing him to press his lips together. "you got me, you got me" now you let out a little laugh.

there was a brief silence, the sound of leafs rustling against each other from the gusts of wind that appeared was the only noise between you and him. his hand slid down your back, at the height of your waist, curling his fingers at the end of.

"hurt or not, i'll always come back to you, love" he murmured near your temple, placing a kiss. in response, you tilted your head to his shoulder, still not losing your smile.

one thing you both know is, wounded, healthy or dead, you will always come back for each other.

Ticci Toby

OH THIS BOYY

being with him everything is a box of surprises.

he's so spontaneous, seriously.

and stubborn.

when you accepted to be his girlfriend, that same day everyone already knew it.

"hey, can you tell your boyfriend it's his turn to take out the trash?" "how do you know- nevermind"

"I LOVE MY WIFE!!!" vibes

laughs and jokes will never be lacking!

he has a terrible diet and terrible habits, but you help him improve it!

he really tries hard to make the relationship work (and he achieves it very well).

for Toby, you make him live his teenage romance (although he's no longer a teenager).

he says things directly and, well, someone said that truth hurts.

it's not his intention (sometimes it is) but he doesn't know how to be "delicate" with what he says.

he tries it but after a while, he does it again.

when you go on dates, he wears a mask and something to cover his wound. all to prevent everything from spilling out when he's eating or drinking.

after all he's been through, he would never dare treat you badly or hit you. he lived with an abusive father and he saw what his mother and sister were suffering, including himself.

but it doesn't exempt him from the fact that he can fuck up on some occasions.

sometimes he leaves you on seen, sometimes he forgets to go see you at your cabin, sometimes he tells you something and can hurt you his words (by the way he said it), that kind of things.

he has not filter when saying things, to be honest.

uses princess, babe, love, honey or a nickname of yours.

i dare to say he's the one who doesn't mind showing affection at all.

"Toby! you stink of blood!" "just another kissss c'monnn"

he's a switch.

can't keep his ass in just one role.

when he's working under Slenderman's control, he is much less careful.

even with you.

if you fucked up something, he will tell you much more directly.

if you get injured, he'll bring you or will be healing you without much care.

doesn't measure his strength.

he spends more time in his cabin than yours.

his love language would be words of affirmation and maybe physical affection, but the last one would be when he has too much trust in you.

he's the most jealous of the four.

but just like Tim, his jealousy would be self-sabotaging.

and maybe a little finishing off those who are in your way, OH! who said that?

his kisses are kinda sloppy and with tons of little smiles between kisses to kisses. just sloppy and passionate.

he just hopes that you both will get away from that life and still living in the woods, without being tied to him.

the thick sheets that were impregnated with the aroma of fresh oak managed to lull you more and more in your sleep.

your mind was blank, you were eternally grateful for that, genuinely missing dreaming. your chest rose and fell calmly until you quickly became alert when you felt the sheets lift slightly, quickly you turned around pulling a dagger out from under your pillow but it was stopped by Toby's hand holding onto your wrist with a smile on his face.

"what are you doing, honey?" he smiled making short sounds with his tongue, pretty amused how your muscles seemed to have memory.

"sorry, love" his arms quickly caught you, leaving you lying on his chest and his back being hugged by your soft pillows. the dagger was left on the nightstand. "why aren't you this quiet when we're on our way to missions?" you said playful.

"i don't want to" you chuckled. he didn't say anything, he just held you in his arms.

"babe, i want to live with you" "well, you can come to my cabin-" "not that way, du-dumb"

you looked up, could see a beard just trying to emerge from his skin, his pale skin looked similar to the moonlight and then, he sighed.

"i mean far away, where we are not tied to this" he lowered his gaze to you "would you promise to be with me?" "ye-" "forever" "forever"

both lips collided in a slightly rushed kiss but you could feel his feelings on the surface of the skin of his lips.

this is forever.

Kate The Chaser

MY GIRRRL KATEEEE

"toby i'm lesbian" "i thought you were american"

the majority of your dates are at dusk and at night.

sometimes she tells you about Lauren and Chris but just a little of what she can remember.

actually she's pretty good at drawing!

usually draws you recycling pages.

be patient with her, she isn't very familiar with relationships, not romantic ones.

but still, she's a sweetheart!

she goes to your cabin very often.

every time you go out of the woods to go shopping or just to go on a date together, she tends to hold your hand or be very close to you.

although most of your dates are inside the cabin or near the forest.

the first to know it definitely was Toby and it was by accident.

he saw you kissing behind a tree and almost got killed by him thinking you both were intruders.

and then Brian and Tim knew.

praise her please.

sometimes she just walks away and leaves you, when she does that you know he's starting to torment her.

when she is on his mantle, you don't say a word, she just nod and sigh.

then she holds you, she wants to confirm that you're real and not another hallucination of Slenderman's part.

when the both of you go on missions, you're quite fast, which is why there isn't much interaction between you.

but when she comes out of that trance she asks you if she was ever too harsh with you.

she loves you, like, way too much!

you both have an engagement ring (don't ask where she got it).

when she's with you, the mask is freely removed.

how is she going to kiss you with the mask on?

use love and honey.

there are times when she snuggles up on your chest when you're lying down.

her jealousy is just like Tim's, it's self-sabotage and tends to grab you with more intensity.

the relationship is private but the affections are obvious.

her kisses are slow and shy.

her love language is definitely quality time and words of affirmation.

tell her you love her and spend time with her, she has been through so much.

she's a switch.

although she's more a top but she's beginning to accept receiving.

the kind that brings you many objects that remind you.

often lend you her clothes.

although your lives are no longer part of you, you both have each other's hearts.

the large, rough trunk of the tall tree behind you made abrupt contact with your back. you had leaned on it without much care, watching as Kate desperately cleaned the fresh blood from her hands.

"love, you did it amazing" you tilted your head slightly without receiving a response from her.

"how can you be so calm and, i mean, how can you get used to it?" now you were standing next to her as she looked up to you, she didn't have her mask on and her reflection could be seen faintly in the lake thanks to the sunset.

"because it's not like we can leave and he won't find us" you stopped for a little moment. "apart from that, the only thing i'm grateful for is that i was able to meet my fiancée" you extended your hand showing the ring. you finally achieved your goal, a soft smile curved on her lips.

"do you think this will end at some point?"

"i hope not" she looked at you again. "because I know i couldn't be with you" now you were both looking at each other. "and if it ends, i would go with you, no matter what"

your voice was silenced along with your lips as you felt Kate's lips on yours, she's fast definitely. her hand descended, passing through your abdomen until it reached your waist as your hands made a short journey between her shoulders, neck and ending on her cheeks.

you both separated with your breathing agitated but the sweetness in both eyes made a genuine smile appear, reuniting again in a much slower kiss.

you couldn't say if you were sure that this control and nightmare was going to end, you and Kate wished to know the answer but it was almost impossible.

but what you both were sure of, was that you didn't want the relationship to end.

[vanyatas]

you’re an angel, im a dog.

[vanyatas]

Salutations huzz! Hello freakypasta fandom... 😈

[vanyatas]

CREEPS PLAYLISTS PT.2:

TIM/MASKY

^ Southern Gothic.

BRIAN/HOODIE

^ VERY LOUD SCREAMO/METAL.

JANE THE KILLER

^ Goth.

NINA THE KILLER

^ Similar to Jeff’s! More girly rock/emo !!

i hope you guys like these :3!! they’re of course just my takes on what they would listen to!! ^_^

If you missed the other ones please check my spotify profile with the account that posted these!! they’re all public on my profile :3!