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hatchetno1 · 3 months

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frustration and anger.

creepypasta/mh x reader in which they get frustrated or angry, or, in BEN's case, are frustrating themselves. word count: 2.1k cw: abuse, descriptions of anger, arguments/quarrelling.

EJ doesn’t often get angry.

in fact, it’s hard to even frustrate him. Even when faced with particularly difficult patients to suture up—ahem, Jeff— he shows no sign of being fazed.

well, perhaps that’s because he’s used to living with Jeff and his reckless, barbaric antics.

but when he does get frustrated, it’s like a gradual intensification.

you like to split his frustration into three phases.

phase 1: EJ starts to seem a little off. Quieter than usual, less responsive, and more distant. Almost as if he’s in his own world, deceptively peaceful.

phase 2: EJ starts to show actual signs of being frustrated. You notice that it is at this point he may start to snap lightly at others, but with you, he tries his best to keep it to a minimum.

phase 3 is the climax before the drop. On occasion, he may raise his voice slightly and openly express irritation. But he always drops, hard and fast.

“I am so sorry, Y/N, I am so sorry,” he whispers, rubbing circles gently on your back. Though he has to bend over quite a bit (he’s a gentle giant at a height of 6’6 or about 2 meters), you find it to be very soothing that his frame envelops the entirety of yours.

oh, but that doesn’t mean he’s incapable of getting angry.

no, the anger you heard in his voice was undeniable as he roared at another member of the household to stay the fuck away from you.

you’d startled at the sheer sound of it, and quickly those trembles descended into violent shaking as you cried—his roar was simply not…human.

you flinched as he picked you up, just as gently as was the anger intense in that dreaded noise he made, a stark contrast in behavior, a jarring change in your body, mind and soul.

but other than that, you knew your darling EJ was back.

he plopped you onto his bed, surrounded by his sweet yet musky scent, nuzzling your neck and your face.

“I’m sorry”s were whispered countless times in your ear that night as you dozed off in the safety of his arms.

jeff

gotta put a trigger warning on this one. you know what to expect, but just in case you don’t, TW: Jeff is literally a murderer with abusive tendencies and anger issues.

at the start of your relationship, Jeff had been…well, to say the least, not the best partner.

he often got mad at you, whether it be keeping him waiting or spilling a cup of water.

yeah. spilling a cup of water.

but you understood why he was the way he was. he just couldn’t help it. but that didn’t mean you were going to stick around for it, no matter how much you loved him.

one day after a particularly huge argument, you found him crying in his room. his sniffles were unmistakable, but you knew you’d have to pretend you hadn’t heard from ten feet away.

turns out, angsty little Jeff here wasn’t completely unaware of himself.

“I’m sorry, Y/N, I’m so sorry,” he had sobbed as quietly as he could. “I know I’m a bad boyfriend, I know, I keep lashing out at you and I’m so sorry.”

your relationship could have very well ended that day if you hadn’t found Jeff crying on the floor.

but even though he’d hurt you so many times, you took him back into your arms.

and so you taught him to manage his anger, though it took you immense effort, energy and bravery.

he’d always help, though, by reminding you it was okay to yell back at him. you chided him lightly for it, saying that it’d just cause a back and forth.

“oh, right. my bad. sorry, doll,” he had said with a sheepish grin.

today, you are proud to boast that you trained your bloodhound boyfriend to be a tame dog. hell, he even does whatever you tell him to now, albeit sometimes reluctantly.

but he understands that if he loves you, he must make sacrifices upon sacrifices. you did that for him.

now it is his turn to sacrifice himself for you.

masky - tim

it’s not really uncommon that Tim gets angry.

but his anger is almost always the quiet kind.

he will “hmph” and huff lightly, a mild kind of anger you both can still joke about, though his face will redden at it.

you can’t help it though, the sass he gives you when he’s lightly frustrated is too good to let slip past.

oh, but when his anger gets loud—

it’s no longer a harmless little nip.

it’s been directed everywhere. everywhere, his teammates, the table, the card game he’s losing a bit too embarrassingly to Toby who’s being an unbearable little ass about it.

but never you.

okay, it was one time.

but Tim decided it was one time too many. (as he should)

he’d raised his voice at you, more so out of frustration rather than anger.

and you flinched.

and oh, how that little flinch broke his heart.

he shut up immediately, gathering you into his arms, whispering “oh, I’m so sorry, darling”, and “you’re okay, you’re okay”.

he never did it again. ever.

now, when you both get angry at each other, it always devolves into stupid little giggles and kicking.

hoodie - brian

Brian doesn’t really get angry, nor does he get frustrated.

normally, at least.

something shines in his eyes when he is defied, a shadow of a grin, a curl of the lip—

you spend a couple days investigating this, defying him little by little.

“Y/N, could you pass me the water?” “No.” and you’d say it with a cheeky smile on your face to match this strange expression on his.

it evolved into much greater things, “Y/N, come over here for a bit.” “Nope!”

“Y/N, help me up.” “Nope!”

your gleeful defiance doesn’t have a complete zero effect, either. with each silly little “nope”, the glint in his eyes grows brighter. and you know that the cup you’ve slowly been filling the past few days is about to overflow.

it’s one fateful day that you happily defy him once again, and—

oh. something’s grabbing at your jaw, and your lover’s face is so close to yours.

he smiles so gently at you, so purely. but his grip on your jaw says otherwise.

firm like iron, reprimanding, but not harmful or venomous. you know he isn’t going to hurt you, but oh, he isn’t letting you go either.

“Y/N,” he says calmly. “You’ve been a little more uncooperative than usual.”

the shiver it sends down your spine isn’t one of fear. excitement, rather.

he lets you go, but guides you to the bed. “Sit,” he commands.

so you do. what else are you to do when your lover commands you so well?

“Good girl.”

so you never say no to him again, not when it comes to harmless favors.

Brian does not get angry or frustrated…at least, not like the normal person does.

toby

Toby becomes a very bitter cynic when upset, spitting sarcasm wherever he goes.

his BPD only makes it worse. his relationship with Tim is already strained as it is, with the latter trying his best (as much as a man with anger issues can), and his relationship with Brian being almost entirely carried by the older man.

and his relationship with you, oh his sweet vogel, his darling dove— he doesn’t know what to think of it. some days he lets loose around you, tickling you and blowing raspberries against your cheeks, and others he’s withdrawn, curled up into a ball in his bed, and so you dive in with him, nuzzling him against his sheets long overdue for a change.

but if it’s neither of those, he’s lashing out. sometimes you can’t even look at him when he walks into the room bringing dark clouds over the atmosphere. that’s when you know you can’t look up at him.

and when you make the mistake of looking up, your smile meets a scowl.

“what are you looking at.” he’ll spit, and then storm off, as if he can’t stand your eyes on him.

and it’s true, your eyes gaze at him with such gentleness, he can’t bring himself to stare back sometimes. especially when he’s in a bad mood, because he breaks inside as he sees his own eyes burn the love in your eyes, reducing them to ashes of fear.

“vogel,” he’d whisper at night, lying next to you in your bed. “i’m sorry.”

he apologizes so much and so often you no longer make a big deal out of it, but this time, his soft whisper is laced with such heavy guilt, your arms move before your mind thinks, pulling him into a soft embrace.

oh, but this bad mood is nothing compared to his jealousy.

Jeff gets close to you? Jeff is suddenly on the ground, blood leaking from his head and EJ hurriedly dragging the former away, admonishing him about not messing with Toby’s precious human.

Tim comforts you about Toby’s outbursts? suddenly he’s against the wall, Toby growling and spitting in his face. if he can’t be there for you, then no one else gets to be there for you either. though, he knows this is selfish.

if he could help it, he’d let you go to whomever you wanted for comfort. but oh, his heart aches so.

and his jealousy is nothing compared to how angry he gets at himself, bashing the walls of the manor, crying out at night, because he can’t be there for you like a normal boyfriend.

he doesn’t know this, but you’re in a corner too, muffled sobs, tears, nose dripping and all.

so at night, you crawl back into bed before he notices you, and lie awake till he comes back.

as his breathing settles and his snoring begins, you hug him just a little bit tighter, your sweet vogel with broken wings.

ben

you have to admit, BEN is really, really freaky.

in the way he plays his games, the way he treats his archnemesis Jeff, in bed—oops.

but particularly, in the way he seems to have an endless tolerance for things that would usually upset someone.

he just. fucking giggles.

“aww, my sweet Y/N is so cute when she’s mad~”

context: he pissed you off and you’re currently in the middle of admonishing him with your whole heart and soul.

conversely, you’re the one who gets mad right back at him.

within the hour, he presents you with a tiktok with two cats that says: me when i’m venting and all my bf does is make jokes

he cackles to the ends of the earth and proceeds to make even more jokes

frankly, when the topic of frustration comes up with BEN’s name in the same sentence, you pretty much just think of him being the frustrating asshole in the relationship.

“BEN, give me my fucking phone back.”

he’s dangling it over your head, using the fact that he’s a floating apparition that can somehow interact with physical objects to his advantage.

once, you got so frustrated at him that you cried.

thankfully, he had the decency to pause, panic, and reflect on his actions.

“oh.” five seconds passed and your crying didn’t get better (what did he expect?). he repeated himself. “oh.”

“actually say something, you idiot!” you sobbed. and this is what snapped BEN into action. (you can’t believe you actually had to tell him to comfort you.)

“oh.” then he realized he’d just been saying “oh” like a broken record. “um.”

so he wraps you up in a blanket like a burrito, and holds you close to his chest.

“i’m sorry.”

“promise not to do it again?” you look up at him with your best puppy eyes.

“…i can’t promise.” you can tell he’s holding back a cheeky grin.

you whine and hit him lightly.

but you know very well that he loves you; this frustration merely comes with him as a package.

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pinkpresa · 2 years

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the way reigen was thriving on twitter to be immediately get made fun of the next day like in the separation arc. the way sans won the poll by .1% like in the game. the way toby fox dropped his fanfiction abt those two. the stars fucking aligned for this one what a time to be alive on twitter.com

#i cant stop saying it but like THIS IS FUCKING INSANE #mob psycho 100 #mp100 #reigen arataka #undertale #sans undertale #toby fox #not art #if ur seeing this rn PLEASE check the notes 4 the toby fanfic

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frost-queen · 4 months

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Starcrossed lovers (Reader x Peter Parker) NWH

Requested by: Anon Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex--awesome--22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco@subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07, @melsunshine, @panhoeofmanyfandoms, @venomsvl, @the-uncoordinated-house-cat, @rosecentury, @imagines-by-her, @evilcr0ne, @vviolynn

Summary: You & Peter were in love till he lost you. Pulled through a portal he did not expected to meet you again on a different earth. When the battle against Green Goblin in upon them has Peter a chance to forgive himself but at what cost? [ part 2 & part 3 & part 4 & part 5 ]

“I’ve got you, I’ve got you Y/n.” – Peter breathed out. Some electricity flickered dangerously above his head. You gasped loud looking up to him. Feet dangling in the air as his hand in yours was the only thing holding you in place. – “Peter…” – you said anxiously. The broken insides of the construction site clear. In the midst of the building you were hanging. Your life literally in Peter’s hand.

He himself hung stuck on a support bar made of metal with only his web. You gasped again hearing the construction site tremble. Feeling as if the place was coming down any second. You looked down at the gaping hole ready to swallow you whole. – “Don’t… don’t look down Y/n.” – Peter said with a clenched expression.

He felt his hand sweat underneath his suit, hoping it wouldn’t lose his grip on you. The construction site shook again, trembling and breathing as it disturbed the peace. Peter and you bounced a bit trying to stay steady. – “Peter!” – you called out wanting him to look at you. Peter was panting, holding onto you with every might. He looked down at you seeing the fear in your eyes. Yet there was also something else hiding in your eyes. Acceptance? Peter felt his hand slip in yours, making him groan loud. It made your feet dangle more knowing he couldn’t hold you any longer

You knew as good as anyone that Peter couldn’t save the both of you. It was him or you. It was an easy choice to make. The world needed spiderman, but the world didn’t need Y/n Y/l/n. It was an easy choice. You or him. You slowly closed your eyes, squeezing them gently shut as a single tear rolled down your cheek. Peter groaned again as he felt his grip falter on you. – “I’ll… I’ll figure something out Y/n.” – Peter said looking around to see how he was going to get out of here.

“I have to!” – Peter shouted at himself as you slowly opened your eyes once more. – “Peter I love you.” – you said making him look down at you. His eyes widened finally seeing the meaning in your eyes. You opened your hand, letting it lean back so his grip faltered.

Your hand slipped out of his as you descended into the abyss. – “No!” – Peter shouted releasing his web. You were falling. Peter diving after you, reaching his hand out to you. A web shot out aiming at you in the hopes of catching you. Your eyes were glossy from the held in tears. The wind catching you like hands trying to ease your fall. Peter’s web reached and attached itself to your stomach. He called it out trying to lift you up but the ground was reaching faster. Faster then he could’ve pulled you up. Your back smacked against the hard floor, bouncing off. It was fast. Quicker than falling asleep. Red crimes blood staining the hard floor. Peter landed beside you, picking you up carefully. For his pain could never be healed.

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“Just think of Peter!” – you called out slightly annoyed. – “Okay, okay.” – Ned replied jumpy as you were making him nervous. – “Just hold on.” – he added moving away from you. MJ sighed loud with a shake of her head. – “I need to concentrate for this.” – he told you. – “Then concentrate.” – you answered bitsy. MJ got up grabbing you by the shoulders. – “Give him some space.” – she said pulling you backwards away from Ned. You surrendered holding your hands up. – “I’ll won’t say a thing.” – you told her as MJ sat you down. – “Here have a cookie.” – she slid the tiny plate with cookies closer to you.

Cookies Ned’s grandma had made. You didn’t want to accept one as MJ took one and forced it into your hand. With one stern glance of her, she forced you to remain silent and eat it. Ned wiggled his shoulders to prepare himself like a boxer would before entering the ring. He moved his fingers in front of him, closing his eyes. – “Think of Peter Parker. Think of Peter Parker.” – he mumbled to himself. Slowly little orange flickers appeared in the midst of his grandma’s living room. MJ’s eyes widened as the orange sparks increased. Tumbling in a spiralling way as they grew wider.

Creating an opening. Your eyes widened as well making you drop your cookie out of shock. The portal opened more as you could look into an alleyway. A figure unclear. – “Peter! Hey Peter!” – Ned called out. The figure turned around pointing confused at himself. – “Peter come’ on!” – Ned urged not knowing how long he could open this portal. The figure approached jumping through the portal. – “It worked.” – MJ said looking at spiderman. The spiderman looked from Ned to MJ, then his eyes fell on you. It made him take off his mask, hoping his eyes weren’t deceiving him.

Ned and MJ gasped loud. – “Who are you?” – Ned asked loud. It drew spiderman’s attention away from you. – “I’m Peter.” – he said friendly. – “No, we are looking for Peter… Peter Parker.” – MJ stated looking suspiciously at him. – “My name is Peter Parker.” – his gaze going back to you. MJ furrowed her brows looking back at you confused. – “No, our Peter is spiderman.” – Ned addressed. – “I am spiderman.” – Peter replied looking briefly at Ned. MJ grabbed a bagel throwing at Peter.

Peter furrowed his brows, moving his hands away, gesturing why. – “I wanted to test your spider tingle.” – she told him. – “I have the spider tingle just not for bread.” – he told her. You snorted loud finding it very funny. Hearing you laugh made Peter’s face light up. – “We summoned the wrong Peter.” – Ned said out loud making you get up. You brushed past MJ and Ned coming over to Peter.

You started circling around Peter taking a close look at him. When you came to the front and your eyes met, you smiled sheepishly. – “Hi.” – you said softly. – “Hi…” – Peter replied with a saddened smile. You lifted his arm up, going underneath it as you examined his suit. Went around his back to the side, taking his other arm. You faced his palm up checking his spider webs.

You pressed on it accidently gluing your fingers to his device. You chuckled sheepishly. – “Sorry.” – you spoke. Peter smiled till his smile faltered having been brought back to a memory. He remembered when you had done the exact same thing once. He pulled the web of your fingers, freeing you. – “He seems real enough to me.” – you told MJ and Ned. Peter who had put his mask between his teeth, raised his arms in a way of telling MJ and Ned he was telling the truth. He pulled his mask out of his mouth with a smile. MJ still had her suspicion on him. – “Don’t mind MJ, she is a bit untrusting towards people.” – you told Peter.

“That’s okay.” – Peter answered almost saying your name. It almost blurted out so naturally he had missed saying it. Ned took a deep breath. – “Alright attempt number two.” – he prepared himself again for another go. Peter stepped aside joining your side. He watched Ned swirl his hand in a circle to open another portal. – “I’m Y/n.” – you told him making him look back at you. – “I know…” – he whispered saddened. You quirked up your eyebrow. Peter kept staring at you, unable to grasp that you were standing here beside him.

If he could, he would’ve grabbed you and kissed you like his life depended on it. It hurt, hurt being so vividly reminded of the loss of you in his world. It felt like a blessing that he got to speak to you again, yet it felt bittersweet knowing you were from somewhere else. A different earth. – “So uhm…” – Peter began half watching Ned’s attempts to open another portal. – “Peter… your Peter are you… his…” – Peter felt ridiculous and silly for even asking it.

He just wanted to know if his alternative Peter was yours. You picked up on it, laughing loud. – “Oh no, I’m just a friend. MJ is Peter’s girlfriend.” – you nudged with your head at MJ. – “Okay…” – he whispered out with a saddened smile. A new portal opened as a second person walked out, claiming to be Peter Parker as well. MJ sighed disappointed as Ned could only chuckle awkwardly.

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“Can the spiderman come out to play?” – all three Peter’s turned their head at the familiar voice. Green Goblin riding his hoverboard as he unleashed his green bombs. They were coming towards the building aiming for Dr. Strange. Doc Oc’s attached arms grabbed them out of the air, protecting Dr. Strange. They exploded in his metal grip. Stephen gasped when Green Goblin flew by, grabbing the cube from him.

Peter, the Peter from this earth turned his head in shock. Doc Oc flung a metallic arm at him, taking a hold of the hoverboard. Green Goblin was being held in place making him look surprised back. Strange flung a whip to Green Goblin taking back the cube. It hovered between his hands as he sighed relieved. Green Goblin turned snapping off one of Doc Oc’s arms. Doc Oc cursed in pain with frustration. The cube slowly turned in Stephan’s hand as all three Peter’s widened their eyes.

All seeing the green bomb ball inside the cube. – “Strange no!” – Peter one shouted holding his hand out. The bomb exploded releasing the magic inside it with blasts as two spheric rings blasted through the building. The entire building shook as it made you stumble out of balance, knocking into Ned. Ned, MJ and you were a few levels below, unaware of what was happening up there. The heavy shield destined for the statue of liberty released from it’s position.

With a heavy weight it scorched a way down the building. Breaking everything in it’s wake. The platform you were on shook immensely. Even shifted as you lost your balance. Making you stumble backwards as your arms flayed around for any balance. You tipped over the edge with a loud scream. Ned unable to grab you in time as he clutched onto a pipe, nearly falling down himself.

Your scream was hearable till the top. Making all three Peter’s look up with worry. Peter, Peter three was the first one to react. His scream deafened out as he leaped off the building. Not again. Why was he tormented like this again? Having to relive the moment he lost you. Your hands grabbing for any support. Peter dived down getting pulled back to the memory of where he had seen you fall before. The way you had shown acceptance in your eyes.

Yet your eyes were different. Full of fear. Only fear, no acceptance. He came at you with speed, determination on his mind. Not again. No more he would let you fall. He opened his arms, wrapping them tightly around you as the impact made you twirl in the air. Peter shot out a web as it stuck to a metal bar. His falling slowed down as he landed swiftly on his feet with you in his arms.

Shocked you were panting. Thinking you might have been done for it. Peter was panting too, looking quickly at you. – “Are… are you okay?” – he asked. You nodded vigorously, keeping your hands around his neck. – “Yeah… I’m okay.” – you breathed out shakily. Peter felt himself tear up. – “Are… are you okay?” – you asked seeing how emotional he had become. He nodded with a saddened face. – “I am now…” – he answered letting his forehead rest against yours. He set you down on the ground, holding you by your waist.

Knowing how shaky you still are from the fall. Peter sobbed loud, wrapping his arms tightly around you. – “I caught you. I caught you Y/n.” – he said making you hug him firmer. – “You did.” – you whispered to him, leaving a kiss against his cheek. Peter pulled himself a bit back from the hug, wiping some hair out of your face. He chuckled out a smile between his sobs seeing you alive in his arms.

You kissed Peter again on the cheek, feeling as if you had known him your entire life. Your kiss felt bittersweet as he knew he couldn’t keep you forever. You weren’t from his earth so he couldn’t bring you back. Peter tilted your head leaving a kiss on your forehead. – “Stay out of sight and save.” – he said giving you a slight nudge into a direction. – “I will.” – you told him, going into hiding.

Peter looked back at you, wishing he could keep you, but he couldn’t. His feelings for you had never died out. It hurt, yet it hurt good that he was able to love you a little longer. Hang onto you that little longer to be able to forgive himself. If he could he would take you with him. Knowing you were save on another earth pleased him. Yet he would do anything to try and find a way to be reunited with you again. Even if it meant dying in the process. He couldn’t live without you. You were his entire world.

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wroetojaw · 8 months

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SIDEMEN BRUTALLY RANK MORE YOUTUBERS | H. Lewis

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summary: cozy day in with your boyfriend and watching the sidemen

tags: fluff, w2s x reader

warnings: slight cursing (not really)

a/n: instead of doing my literature essay I completed this story hope you guys enjoy!! more stories and stories about other youtubers are coming soon! ⋆｡˚

“Welcome to MoreSidemen, where the Sidemen, talk badly, about other youtubers” Simon says as the others cheer jokingly.

You giggle quietly while watching the video, leaning back into your boyfriend’s arms. Harry said you were one of the people they ranked and asked if you wanted to watch it with him. And, of course, you agreed because who wouldn’t. You watch Harry as he gets up from the couch to go get a snack.

"You look good in this video by the way," you complemented him as your eyes wandered back to the screen. "I reckon I look good in every video, don't know what you mean..." He remarked. You rolled your eyes and playfully shoved him when he sat back down next to you only to be grabed by the waist and pulled closer to him.

"They are our friends, so don't take any of these seriously," Simon continues with a disclaimer, knowing how the internet would react if he didn't. "Maybe not for much longer if I get ranked last for any of the nice ones." You say, half-accusingly glaring at Harry. He puts on a guilty look and shrugs.

"Which Youtuber would you most want backing you up in a fight, we have seven people." The said seven people then popped up at the bottom of the screen. It was you, Deji, Theo Baker, Callux, Danny Aarons, Randolph, and Calfreezy. “Oh shit, it’s my girlfriend oh no,” Harry says, putting his hands in his face. The guys laugh at him and Vik says, “someone’s sleeping in the dog house tonight.” "Bro you better watch what you say."

"Who'd you want most", "Well Deji has got to be number one", "Yea Deji number one," they say in agreement. "Hey! What about me," you say, turning around to pretend to punch Harry. He ducks out of the way and says, "Come on Y/N, he's literally a professional boxer". "Yeah well...I can throw a punch too." You grumble, turning back around to face the television.

"...Theo's up there because he's pretty w..." You hear your boyfriend say in the video. "I could take him down," you mutter. "I know you could okay Y/N," he says as he kisses the top of your head. The guys continue discussing their rankings, not once mentioning you at all. "Okay now hold on a sec, because I personally think Y/N could pack a punch you know, I feel like she's got the temper enough to take a bitch down." Simon reasons with the group.

"Remind me to give Simon a big hug the next time we see him." You say gleefully, happy someone finally recognized your strength. "Yeah, I agree. I think she has the ride-or-die kind of mindset because she will fight for you and what-not, god I love her." Harry says. You look up lovingly at him and kiss his cheek.

"So we're going Deji, Theo, Danny, Lux, Y/N, Freezy, Randy," they say as they list out their rankings. "Are we sure about Freezy and Randy?" Tobi asks, to which Harry responds, "Y/N loves getting into fights so yeah..." You glare at Harry, unsure if it was a compliment or not. "You know she's actually mad strong. The other time she accidentally turned around and elbowed my stomach and it had a huge bruise for a week," Josh added. "Does that mean you're just weak then?" Simon says. The lads just laughed and before Josh even tried to defend himself, Simon already started talking about the fan's rankings.

"Randy's third? And Danny's six?" Simon says in disbelief. "No way I think Randy and Danny swap," Harry says, he looks down the lists and sees you've been ranked at sixth. "Wait no way they voted Y/N as last. Guys have you seen her during our challenges, she would take a bitch down," Harry continues. You thanked him for 'defending your honor' and gave him a big smooch on the lips.

They continued to disagree with the fan rankings, but you honestly couldn't care less anymore. Knowing that your boyfriend thought you were tough and could hold your own was enough for you. You begin to dose off as the video continues playing, hearing Harry chuckle every now and then when his friends make a joke, as he combs your hair unconsciously.

However, one of the questions you hear as you fall asleep catches your attention. "Which youtuber is the most attractive?" You sit up, curious about what would be their rankings. The rest of boys in the video look at Harry, thinking that he would instantly say his girlfriend, but boy were they wrong. "Number one Callux," Harry says immediately. You both burst out laughing as he continues to try and correct himself, in the video, realising his girlfriend was also in the list. You pretended to act offended as Harry 'apologises profusely', peppering kisses all around your face. You couldn't help but giggle at your boyfriend's adorableness.

Laying back down in your boyfriend's arms as he wraps them tightly around you, with the video playing in the background, you look up at Harry, wondering how did you get so lucky and how much you love your life.

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skullytotheark · 4 months

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CreepyHornets: A New beginning

[Amazing art by @peachy-cloudds on tumblr, instagram and tiktok]

[Warning The Following content Includes: Fictional violence, Parental Abuse, Death and Graphic descriptions]

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crxshed-skxlls · 9 months

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— ❝ Enough is Enough.

Sub!Ticci Toby x Fem!Reader

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NSFW tags: Rough sex, bondage, begging, degradation, p-I-v sex, riding, overstimulation,

Plot: Toby has been teasing you all day. You finally snap, and take matters into your own hands.

NOTE: This fanfic is a bit shorter than my usuals (2k - 3k+) (creds to divider)

The plush bed and white sheets framed Toby's figure quite nicely as his doe eyes lay into yours. Your hands snake upward on Toby's torso, feeling the tender but scarred skin. He let's out a whine, the pretty brown restraints keeping him from moving too much. You thought he was so beautiful right now, watching his cock twitch and redden from neglect. Watching how his body begged to be touched, begged for more. You hum in amusement, your hands moving downward to his thighs. He writhes under the rope with a whimper, and you can almost tell he was close to angered tears. His hazel eyes were pools of alluring lust with twinges of desperation.

" What's the matter? "

" Mm -- miss please-- "

" Please what? C'mon baby, use your words. "

The way your voice had a hidden malice to it, covered in an innocent honey as you practically torture the poor brunette. He groans, his head hitting the pillows beneath him as he bucks his hips in desperation. You knew how Toby got when he was like this, all needy and teary eyed from the feeling of sexual neglect. You soon take a hand and softly grab the man's shaft, making him gasp from the sudden touch. You keep a hand on his thigh, keeping his hips down as you tease the veins that stuck out among the sensitive flesh. You watch him moan and whimper from the teasing, shaking his head as if he was at a loss for words.

" You're suck a teasing slut, you know that? Taking all the time in the world to tease me like that...

" Mm- m Sorry -- "

" Sorry? Sorry for what? "

You hear him in his slurred speech as he whimpers and whines at your touch. You watch as you stroke your hand all the way to the head of his cock, your thumb swirling softly on it was he spills out more moans. You can physically feel him trembling, shaking desperately with lust. You gulp at such a sight as it hits you to your core, making you ache as you sit between Toby's legs. You take a moment to stop, making Toby lock eye contact with you.

" You want more, huh? "

" Yes! Yes pl- please-- "

" Then be a good whore for me. If I give you want you want, you go by my rules. "

Toby nods vigorously, watching as you escape from his legs and straddle his hips. The way he eyes your slick pussy as it hovers over his dick makes you bite your lip.

" Do not cum until I say so. Understood? "

" Y- Yes ma'am. Please-- "

Toby chokes on his sentence as you lower yourself onto all of his cock in one swift, slick motion. You groan at the stretch, your hand stabilizing itself as you place it next to Toby's head. You feel the brunette arch his back, letting out a shameful moan as he attempts to buck into you. His tears spilled onto his reddened cheeks as you let him buck into you. You moan as Toby hits all your good spots, slamming into your cervix as he tries to please you.

" God -- your a desperate bitch, huh? Shamelessly thrusting into me like this -- "

You degrade Toby, sending him a bit over the edge. You feel his climax coming from the way his dick twitched in you and his sputtering movements, giving you a pleasurable idea. You watch with moans and pants as Toby's moans sang into the humid air. You soon find him whining and babbling as he feels you slide off of him. Your hand soon returns the pleasure, stroking his cock fast as his hips sputter. You feel his back arch yet again, white ropes shooting onto himself as he finally reached his desperate high. Pants fill the air as a sinister grin plants onto your face as you see him drenched in his own fluids.

" Toby, darling~ what did I say about cumming with my permission? "

You coo softly as you continue to stroke him, watching is he moans at the spikes of overstimulation. You watch as his dilated eyes lay onto you with a twinge of fear. You smirk as you slide your thumb across the slit of his cock, making him shiver.

" Well, we have all night to get your act in order, don't you think?.."

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dovahtobi · 4 months

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Shifting Lines is back!

AO3

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#shifting lines #tobi's fanfic #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #peter pettigrew #marauders #marauder era #marauder era fanfic #marauders fanfic

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ka3trv · 22 days

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“W-where are we?” The brunette questioned as all eyes landed on him.

(This is a scene from my fic)

#ticci toby #creepypasta #fandom #character design #illustration #digital art #artists on tumblr #artwork #alternative universe #fan fiction #creepypasta fanart #creepypasta fanfic #Spotify

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grvyrd-drms · 8 months

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toby with a s/o who shares a similar trauma to him? if uncomfortable just ignore this rq!

toby rogers x fellow traumatized reader hcs

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A/N: oh no don't worry this is MY TIME TO SHINE THANKS DAD ‼️ i'm projecting a little bit on this one tbh

CW: gn!reader, abuse, borderline personality disorder, shit dads, trauma, ptsd, bullying, mental health issues, etc. just a sad post all around lmao.

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-starting this off by mentioning this is written by someone who had an abusive dad, was severally bullied and has mental disorders. hes literally like me tbh btw fr!!!!

-toby doesn't like to talk about it. his family. school. his mental disorders and tics. he acts like the only life he's ever lived was under the control of slenderman.

-if anything, you would be the one to open up first. if you're a secretive person, just imagine how toby is. you open up about your past, all of your issues etc. and he just.... kind of stares at you. it's uncomfortable at first, and you start to panic and think you overshared or said something triggering.

-then he just sighs, closes his eyes. he doesn't make eye contact with you, just kind of stares into the distance. he mutters a quiet "yeah... i get it. me too." and it's fucking DEPRESSING.

-theres a thick, but comfortable, silence that filled the room. of course you didn't tell him all the details, and he didn't tell you any, but the point got across to both of you that you've both been mistreated.

-from there on toby just kind of studies you. he notices some of your habits are the same as his, flinching at loud sounds or being uncomfortable when you're around angry men. you freeze up when you hear people whispering, and he finally starts to understand why you lock yourself in your room to have panic attacks.

-he's not the world's best therapist, but he's a good listener. he cares about you very much and tries to make it clear by awkwardly offering a shoulder to rest on when you're upset or having unpleasant flashbacks.

-toby's voice gets quiet and his movements become gentler when you're upset about something. he understands what it's like to get like this and knows how to help you (he tries, at least).

for a sprinkle of angst;

-of course he has issues too, and god forbid if you both are having a hard time. it'll be like hell on earth.

-for my bpd fellas, if you've ever dated a person who also has bpd, take that traumatic shit and multiply it by 100.

-toby's bpd is so bad and it's so painful to watch. he'll be freaking out, slamming himself into walls, hurting himself, yelling and crying. he'll split on you, being just a total dickhead.

-of course this will then domino affect, and it'll start making you feel like shit too. give it a few minutes after you freak out and storm off and toby will be crawling back like a pathetic mess. sobbing, begging for you to stay with him, to not leave. he "can't go through that again." his eyes are dark as he clings onto you, he can't stop apologizing. in his eyes, he just made the biggest mistake of his life. which is saying a lot.

-he wants to be good for you. he tries so hard.

#THIS IS SO LONG LMFAO #i projected big time but lets ignore that #hes my babygirl #blorbo :3 #creepypasta #ticci toby #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta x reader #toby rogers #ticci toby x y/n #ticci toby fanfic #ticci toby x reader #toby rogers hcs #ticci toby headcanons #ticci toby smut

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ruexvn · 4 months

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"𝚑-𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚎?.. 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞-𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜?"

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛.

"𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢...𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝", 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍. 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 '𝚋𝚞𝚝' 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗

"𝚘𝚏𝚏. 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊-𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖-𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚏𝚊-𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎.."

"𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢?..."

"𝚏𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚝? 𝚢𝚎𝚊-"

"𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝!!"

𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚐 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜, 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍. 𝙰 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎! 𝚃𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝.

𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝙿.𝙴 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚍. 𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝.

"𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢?"

"𝚙-𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛-𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐.. 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏! 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏!"

"𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚓𝚞-"

"𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎. 𝚢𝚘𝚞.. 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎...𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎! 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎!"

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝... 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕. 𝙱𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚖𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚡 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚙 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚡: 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚙𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚊. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚜, 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚡𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚠. 𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 '𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎' 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝙶𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚢 '𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍' 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜

𝙾𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

"𝚘-𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜?...𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜"

𝙷𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙷𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍, 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑? 𝚗𝚘? 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚢 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞

"𝚌𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢... 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒-𝚒.. 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕..𝚝-𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖."

𝙾𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞

"𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚑?...𝚖𝚖𝚔...𝚒𝚖 𝚓-𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝-𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏"

𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍.

"𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢..𝚒 𝚛𝚎..𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚖... 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢..𝚠-𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎.."

𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑. 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎. 𝙶𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜? 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚕𝚎. 𝙰𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜? 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜.

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜; 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 '𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜' 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝.

"𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚝𝚛-"

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜..𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝. 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚏. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚋 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜.

𝙸𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚔, 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚑. 𝙷𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘. 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚙, 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛. 𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚔𝚜.

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚞𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍. 𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢. 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚙, 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕

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𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 “𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐂𝐈 𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐘“ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 !! ☆

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐲𝐞𝐩, 𝐛𝐲 @lovely-btch

𝐂𝐖𝐒/𝐓𝐖𝐒: 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐲’𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥.

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐂𝐒 ->

Fucked up mentally beyond belief (I mean considering the things he’s gone through, why wouldn’t he be?)

He’s incredibly unstable despite the fact he’s on medication, and really struggles with his emotions and finding a healthy outlet to express them

In my hcs, he has: C-PTSD, schizophrenia, Tourettes, MDD, bipolar and struggles with psychosis, derealisation and depersonalisation a lot.

Despises his dad even after all these years so he tries his best to not get physical when he’s mad, and he basically isolates himself from everyone and self harms/self destructs

Very frequently will have to be reminded to eat, drink and take good care of himself by Tim or another responsible adult. Especially when he’s in a depressive episode

Ok uhm more positive energy now

He has a pretty good relationship with ej, because he’s super understanding of Toby and his disorders since he was a med student and all. I also see him being good friends with Ben, and having an almost parent like relationship with Tim and Brian

When he does eat, he really likes pasta (I’m self projecting leave me alone) because Lyra used to make it for him all the time when he was younger, and it’s become a soft of comfort for him.

Can run really fucking fast. In my headcanons he’s kinda got a sleeper build, but is pretty tall. Around 5’11-6’1.

NOT A TWINK!!! NOT A CHILD!!! NOT A DEPENDENT UWU SOFT WAFFLE BOY!!!

he does have attachment issues, yes, and he is certainly clingy to the people he cares for in fear of losing them, but he is not a baby. He’s a serial killer. It’s 2023 and im still seeing people baby Toby and treat him like an child, SSSSSTTTTTOPPPPPPPP

his voice isn’t extremely deep, but it’s kinda raspy and definitely more deep than normal.

He’s generally a nice dude if you’re nice to him, but will be the most cruel and uncaring motherfucker if you make fun of his tics, disrespect the people he cares for, etc

And god forbid you call him “ticci Toby” or compare him to his dad because you will end up with your head smashed into a wall

Takes surprisingly good care of his hatchets considering how disorganised the rest of his life is

He doesn’t constantly stutter. Infact most of his tics are motor tics where he gets neck jerks, but the most they do is interrupt his speech. He’ll continue on talking like nothing happened, and he only really gets vocal tics when he’s extremely distressed or angry.

Absolutely despises tight clothing.

Spends a lot of his time outside, because it’s something he has control over. His life is fucked up in general and he lacks control in a lot of areas, so he’s desperate to find something that he can control, because it helps ground him

Really attentive and observant when he needs to be

I’ve said this before but he is genuinely so terrified of furbies. They just freak him out

Has a really dark sense of humour, and will very often make jokes about his past (only he can do that tho) or really brutal things that would make any sane person feel unsafe

gets nightmares a lot, and very often finds it hard to sleep. Sometimes his past and the things that he does keep him up at night.

Very frequently he wonders what Lyra and his mum would think of him now, and it upsets him every time because he knows they would be upset. He tries his best not to think about it most of the time.

Has considered going back to the town he grew up in a few times, wondering if he might be able to see his mum again, even just a quick glance of her

But never goes through with it

He loves animals. His favourites are birds and raccoons, but he sometimes will hide in the forest to watch deer and other animals.

Enjoys Midwest emo music, and listens to the front bottoms, McCafferty, etc

Despises the smell and taste of alcohol and smoke. It brings back too many bad memories and he’s terrified of getting addicted and ending up like his dad

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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬/𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐧𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬. @lovely-btch

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