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xx-craftycreep-xx · 23 days

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So hiiiii it's the Toby Adams anon you can fulfill this request whenever you finish Toby's case file but could I get a one shot of the reader (gender neutral or male pronouns whichever you prefer) who used to be friends with him before everything went to shit soft domming Toby after they meet back up after the events of his case file and Toby confesses to them afterwards ❤️ I love Toby sm the man deserves some affection

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Late night Loving

Warnings: Angst,mentions of violence,mentions of smut,Soft dom! reader,sub!Toby,Anal, Male x male,

Tobias Adams (Ticci Toby) x Male! reader

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2 am in the morning. A quite,calm yet eerie atmosphere. The sound of pen writing over pages could be heard.You sat in the kitchen as you wrote about your day.

Day 184 without Tobias

It had been 6 months and 1 day since he had turned himself to Pinhearst Hospital.

You had been wanting to visit him that fateful day. Only to find his hous on fire with him standing in front of it with a dead Mr.Crothers in his arms,crying to himself. He had told you about all his crimes and the ones he didn't commit. You never believed the stupid rumours at school and he was grateful for that.

You sat still as you recalled.

You listened to everything he said with horror,yet pity for him.

"What now,Toby? " You had asked. "I want to turn myself in, ___. I really don't feel like I deserve to live after this. I don't think I deserve your friendship. I don't th-"

"Tobias"

He looked at you. You stepped forward, taking his bone mask off and flinched at the sight of his face. Yet,you continued to raise your hand and cupped his cheek. "I'm gonna be there for you no matter what, Toby. I'll be here whenever you need me. If it takes time,I'll wait. But I'll stay,no matter what. And most importantly,stop blaming yourself,Tobias! It wasn't, isn't and will never be your fault. It is what it is. Now we just have to focus on the present and a better future."

Your patience was indeed running thin,but you knew you had to wait and that you WILL wait.After all,Toby was in his worst state, and he needed you, you couldn't just leave him like that!You sat there,contemplating life.

Everything was quite, until you heard a thud in your bedroom.You stood up. Grabbing a knife, you made your way to the bedroom. You slowly opened the door, peeking inside. You noticed that a book had fallen and that your window was open. But then your eyes trailed to your bed...and you felt that you were hallucinating. There he was,albeit in an orange uniform (That you recognised from Pinehearst Hospital) sitting on your bed, clearly distressed. You looked at him, heart thumping against your ribcage. "Toby..." His head shot up. "___" Your heart skipped a beat,looking at his pretty face. You moved towards him. He kept his eyes on yours as you did. You sat beside him,still not breaking eye contact. You wondered how he reached your home. Almost as he read your mind,he said,"I ran away from there, ___. Doctor Wilson was stabbed by another patient and the blame was on the both of us despite me not doing anything!I couldn't think,___! " You sighed. You looked down and then saw something.

His leg was injured. "Toby,your leg!" You immediately ran to your drawer,before being stopped. "I've fixed it." He said,lifting his pant to show you to wound. You breathed a sigh of relief.You sat back down,this time more closer."So...what was it like?" He pondered for a bit. "It was...good.Especially Dr.Wilson. He was kind,patient and calm.He was never forcing me to open up,but letting me take my time." You smiled upon hearing this.You looked at him. His eyee,his scars,His nose,his lips,his entire face...so gorgeous.You wished you could kiss him.His cheeks,his lips,his nose,his dic-

"___" You flinched. "Uh-Yeah?" You could see confusion in his eyes,but he shrugged it off. "Did you miss me?" he asked. What a stupid question."What makes you think I didn't? Toby,ypu matter a lot to me. You're my friend." You saw him visibly get upset at that. "Yeah...." his lips made a pout as he looked down. 'So fucking cute.' The pout made his lips look more kissable. Sure,they were slightly chapped,but that made you get off even more. You kept your gaze on him, the way some strands of his hair fell on his face,the way there were some extra scars than last time.You could feel your pants getting tight.

When was the last time you jerked off?

Couldn't even remember. "___" "Yeah?"

His brown coloured orbs were filled with...what you could identify as lust. "You look hot in sweatpants." He said. And the moment he said that, you looked down at yourself,relieved that your semi was not prominent. But when you looked at him,you internally moaned as you spotted his full bulge. "Toby...." He blushed. "I-I'm sorry-" "Take your clothes off."

"huh?" He looked at you,eyes filled with surprise,lust and one more emotion that you were scared to take the name of. "C'mon babe,take 'em off." He slowly took his orange shirt off. You gawked at his hot torso. It was toned, with very few hair at the chest and some pretty scars. Oh how you were going to lick them. He took his pants off, giving you a view of his blue boxers,already a little wet at the front.

"You now." He demanded. So you obliged. Once you were done,you looked at him.His eyes trailed all over your body,practically eye-fucking you. But you hadn't got your dick out yet."Take your boxers off,baby." He whimpered. He fucking whimpered.

He took them off and voila! There was the dick you had fantasized about. It was not too thick,but long. Veins were a little prominent, the tip already flushed. "Sorry for the jungle of hair,I didn't get time-" "It's okay." You looked at him with understanding as you took your own boxers off. "Holy shit! I never thought you'd pack so much,dude!" He exclaimed as you giggled. You laid him on the bed as you took his dick in your hand. You looked at him,silently asking a question. He nodded,giving you permission. You spat in your hand,and started stroking his member. He bit back a whimper. Once you were sure it was lubricated enough,you kissed his tip,earning a grunt from him. You finally wrapped your lips around his dick,moan causing vibrations to flow through Toby's body. You started bobbing your head up and down, going fast then switching you speed to slow. You tried your best to ignore your own dick begging for attention.Toby's soft moans encouraged you as you massaged his balls.You kept on going,until he said,"___..I'm- Close-" You immediately stopped,resulting in Toby whining.

"Not so soon, pretty boy." You got on your knees,immediately smirking as you looked at the mess Toby was. His hair spread on your bed,lips parted,face slightly flushed as his chest heaved. You arched your body forward,opening the drawer next to your bed. Toby's adorable, curious eyes followed your movements. His eyes slightly widening as you took out lube. You poured it in your hands, closed the bottle and kept it back on your nightstand. You applied it on your dick,as Toby watched with fascination. "Definitely the hottest thing I've ever seen." He thought. You applied the remaining lube on his asshole,not before asking him a question,which he nodded to.

You pressed your tip to his entrance.Slowly,you started pushing,your dick gliding easily. Both of you moaned in unison as you fully sheathed yourself inside him."Feelin' good?" You asked.

"Yeah...Please..fuck me ___." You chuckled as you started thrusting."Fffuucckkkk" Both if you groaned in unison as you started thrusting faster.

"Your so fucking wet f'me,baby.Takin' me so well."He moaned at your praise." I want you.I-ah- Want you.." You increased your pace. "To what,sweetie? Use your words!" "I want you to fuck me! Harder!" he yelled,clearly stimulated due to the gap in masturbation.

You lift his legs up,placing them on your shoulders,fucking him in a deeper angle. "Yeah! Like that! Fuck me like tha-ah-" You looked at his dick as it twitched."I'm cumming!" He yelled. You kept on thrusting. "I'm close! I'm close! I'm-" he groaned loudly as he came.Ropes of thick cum spurting on his own chest as you jerked him off.You could feel your own orgasm inching closer. "I'm-" You couldn't even warn him as you came,still not stopping as you rode out your orgasm. "s' so hot" he moaned,grabbing your cum stained hands to help you. With one final thrust,you fell on him,your chest getting stained with his sticky cum.You both panted heavily,the afterglow hitting.Once you both calmed down,you decided to take a shower. Toby followed you in amd that led to another round. Coming out of the shower,you gave him your spare clothes,fawning over how adorable looked.

You both lay in bed,side by side. .

"___."

"Yeah?"

"I want you to be my boyfriend." You looked at him,heart beating loudly.

"I know..it's risky now that I'm a murderer. But..I need you..I Love you." He looked at you with pleading eyes. How could you say no? You nodded. He immediately kissed you. It was a soft yet passionate kiss. However, you felt him stop. Opening your eyes,you realised he was fast asleep. You smiled. Looking at him,you felt your own eyes getting heavy. Soon,you were fast asleep.

A/N: Dividers by @cafekitsune

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nursegracecreates · 2 years

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It was hot, too hot, and I don't get hot easily. I was running through a field, panicked and searching frantically. Wind was whipping through my clothes and hair as I ran. I turned my head one way, then the other, squinting against the wind that was assaulting everything in its path. Where was Millie?!

A scream sounded in the near distance. It was Millie, I was certain of it. Something was wrong. Why did we come here? Where was Toby?

I shook off my questions. They wouldn't help me right now. I changed my direction, following the scream as it echoed around me. I was running as fast as I could now and I breached a hill. At the bottom was a small, tar papered building, a shack if anything.

I studied the shack for a moment. It was at the edge of a forest. But the forest had burned, all that remained were the crisped and scorched corpses of trees, stumps, and ash. The sky had been normal just moments ago, an overcast gray. Now, it was blood red, the sun, a black hole in the sky. The wind howled down the hill, sounding to me like men keening. As the wind blew past me, I felt it hot against my skin, like dragons breath. Another scream was carried to me on the wind, followed by Millie crying out for help. There was a loud popping sound, like someone being whipped with a belt. Then I heard a man, angrily screaming, mixed in with an older woman, crying in desperation and despair.

"Ș̴̺͖͉̖̗͍͒̚͠o̴̦͔͑͒͆̂̈́̆͝ȍ̴͎̝̾̈́̆͜͜n̸̡̡̼̘̦͎̭͔̟̐̏" a voice, the one I'd started associating as Zalgo's, deep and gravely, rode the wind.

And then everything went black.

The next thing I knew was coolness. Considering I had been very close to overheating in that wasteland, I was extremely thankful for the chill that was draping over my body. Where was I now, though? Too cool to be in bed and besides, I couldn't feel Toby.

I had a niggling feeling I wasn't alone, however. And I had another niggling feeling that whoever was near me was watching me.

Ever the type to face my problems head on, I decided to open my eyes rather than feign being in a coma for the indefinite future. Yes, lying here was nice after all that heat. And whatever I was lying on was the most comfortable thing I'd ever felt against my spine. But I needed answers. So I opened my eyes...

And found Kate sitting on a stool next to me. She was wearing a dress, something I'd never seen on her, and honestly I'd never expected to. I could tell exactly how excited she was about it by the scowl on her face.

I opened my mouth to make a comment, but Kate cut me off, "She got you too, so don't laugh. We match."

I looked down at my body. I seemed to be floating just a couple of feet off the ground. That comfortable mattress felt like I was lying on air because it was air. And Kate was right. We were both wearing dresses that were identical, in pale, pale lavender.

I sat up, kind of shakily because my mind couldn't accept that I wasn't falling now that I knew there was nothing under me. I swung my legs to the side like I was getting out of bed and stood.

The dresses Kate and I wore reminded me of the 1950's. Knee length swing dresses with Queen Anne necklines and off the shoulder straps. Our shoes were Mary Jane style white pumps with a low heel.

"And who exactly is she?" I asked, "Where are we?"

"We're at Mothers" Kate told me, "She likes to do this sometimes. I think she enjoys having females like her around. You'll get used to it, come on." Kate waited for me catch up and said quietly, "let's get this over with.

I walked with Kate through the void where Mother liked to spend her time. I wish I could say we saw interesting things, or something fantastical, but then it wouldn't be a void.

Suddenly, as it if had just materialized when I blinked, a white wrought iron table, complete with matching chairs, was in our path just ahead.

A diminutive figure, dressed in a hooded, tattered white floor length robe, was seated in one of the three spindly chairs at the table. The figure was completely still as we approached it, chest not even moving with breath. It was Mother, looking exactly as I had seen her that first time in the void.

Once Kate and I reached the table, movement shivered over Mother's form, animating her. Her chest rose and fell, and she smoothed tiny pale hands over her bone white dress.

"Good evening, my girls" Mother said and my ears actually heard her voice. It wasn't being transmitted into my head via Eldritch powers. "Katherine, the paleness of the dress makes you skin look even darker, like rich caramel." Mother's hood turned towards me, "And Grace, the light purple compliments the translucence of your skin as well. How unexpected that such a dress could suit two women of different complexions so well! Please, sit, and we can discuss why I've brought you here."

Kate and I pulled our chairs out and joined Mother at the table. Just as I sat, the table was filled with food and drink that appeared just as suddenly as the table itself. The china at mine and Kate's place settings held pastries, finger sandwiches, and other delicacies. Our glasses contained a vibrant blue liquid that faded to violet at the bottom. Upon tasting, I found that it was butterfly pea flower tea, sweetened just to my liking, though Toby was the only one who knew the perfect amount of sugar for me.

Kate unceremoniously tore into a scone that had little dark red spots throughout and moaned through a full mouth. She took a huge drink of her tea to help wash it down.

"You have to try yours, Grace! It's delicious" she dipped a finger into a gray cream substance and closed her eyes with a smile as she sucked it from her fingertip. Then she opened them again and found the tray of scones amongst all the food, placing three fat ones on her plate.

I picked up the scone on my plate and took a smaller bite than Kate. I wasn't particularly hungry, as usual, and decided I would eat enough to be polite, but no more than that.

Flavor burst on my tongue, sweet and tart cranberries paired with sweet and fragrant blood orange zest. I found my eyes closing so I could concentrate on the taste and when I was done, I said, "You were right, Kate! I wish I had the recipe, Toby would probably like these. In moderation."

And then suddenly I did, every step from dehydrating the cranberries to only barely combining the ingredients to avoid dryness. I looked up from my scone to Mother, shocked. Even though her face was completely obscured by the depths of her hood, something told me that she was smiling, the proverbial cat who ate the canary. I stammered a thank you, which Mother waved off, "It is but a trifle, child, trust me. But we do need to start our discussion of more important matters. You both will awaken soon. Grace, Kate, you two are Tobias' closest confidants. I worry for him in the near future."

My stomach did a flip and I couldn't get what I had seen before, in that field, out of my head. A blood red sky. Millie screaming... What did it mean? Did it have any connection to Mother's worries?

"Grace?" I heard Kate say, concern in her voice and I forced myself back to attention.

"I'm sorry" I apologized, shaking my head to clear my thoughts.

"What horrors just finished playing in your mind, child?" Mother asked me, concern radiating from her entire being, "I saw the fear in your eyes, but even more so, I felt it in your heart. What have you seen, Grace?"

I paused, wondering why Mother didn't just look into my mind to find out. But ultimately I decided I would tell her in my own words. This way, Kate wouldn't be out of the loop.

"I was dreaming I was running through a field" I said, "But I wasn't being chased. I was trying to find Millie, Toby's sister. The wind was blowing so hard, like it was physically trying to stop me or slow me down. I heard a scream and it sounded like Millie, so I ran untiI I came to the top of a hill. Below was a tar papered shack, and beyond that, a forest that had burned completely. The wind was hot all of a sudden, too hot, making me feel like I was overheating. Millie screamed again, and I could hear other voices too. A man was screaming angrily and I could hear a sound like a leather belt meeting flesh. A woman, not Millie because she sounded older, was crying so loud, desperately. And over it all, a deep, growling voice that said 'Soon.' And then everything went black. And I 'woke up' here." I made air quotes around 'woke up', since Mother had told Kate and me that we were still sleeping. "Floating on a bed of air and happy for the coolness."

Mother went still as the air around us went cold, frigid, almost.

"What?" I asked Mother and Kate, who was paying very close attention to the hooded being. "Does it mean something?"

Mother nodded her head once with a heavy sigh, "It would seem that my youngest son is attempting to wage war upon Tobias', and by extension, your psyche."

I blinked, still processing, "But why send me a dream about Millie screaming? How could Zalgo use her against us? She's already dead."

A pale tendril, so much like Slenderman's, except in color, wrapped itself around my hand, trying to comfort, or maybe lessen a blow. I traced the tendril all the way back to Mother's robes and noticed two other things. First, the first time I had seen Mother, dainty white Victorian style boots beneath the hem of her dress. But today, Mother had no feet. She had gotten up from her chair and was "standing" beside me, between my chair and hers. I don't know where her boots had gone, gone, but they certainly didn't exist right now. She simply floated just a few inches off the ground.

Secondly, and this made the no feet thing even more confounding, from under Mother's robes and dress, a bright white light shone. The light pulsed a little brighter as another of Mother's tendrils found my cheek. I felt like I was a child again, being comforted by my mother before learning some bad news.

Kate spoke up, "You know Brian's dead, right?"

I swung my head to look at Kate, alarmed, "What? No. Toby and I just had breakfast with him and Tim yesterday."

Kate shook her head, "No, I mean, Brian is dead. He has been for years. Before Tim came to us, he and Jay were trying to get answers about Slenderman. They started studying videos, and Brian tried to distract them. Anyway Tim was chasing Hoodie and ended up pushing him from the balcony at a nearby university in Tuscaloosa. It broke Brian's back, killed him instantly. But when Slendy arrived, he worked his magic and presto! Brian and Hoodie walk among the living again!"

I'm not sure why I looked to Mother for confirmation, but she bobbed her head again and said, "The boys were always particularly proficient at reviving the dead in this realm." She laughed, a delicate sound like bells, "Zalgo once had an Ussuri brown bear for, I believe, three centuries. There came a point when he could no longer revive it. I found him in the bear's cave, crying and pushing on its chest, trying to restart its breath again and again, all of his other options spent. I mention this because you were of the opinion that dead means useless to Zalgo. But my youngest son is crafty and intelligent in the ways of war, just like his father. A corpse merely means another body to fill his ranks. This dream that you described might be Zalgo accidentally revealing plans to you, or it could have been purposefully planted. The next part of his plan will involve the walking dead, carrying out his bidding. Your Toby has a lot of dead."

"You think Zalgo would really use Millie, and Toby's parents like that? That has be the other voices I heard. Frank and Evelyn."

"It's a tactic straight from his father's strategy book" Mother said, remorse clear in her tone.

"Shit" Kate muttered, "this could get bad."

I agreed. With the information Mother had just given us, I pieced together the dream. Millie, alive again, but stuck with Frank, the angry man voice, and Evelyn, the desperate mother who failed completely at keeping her kids safe. We would see them soon. Zalgo had confirmed that.

"What can we do?" I asked Mother, accepting another one of her tendrils as it wrapped around my fingers to stroke the back of my hand.

"I believe I have something..." Mother went statue still again, like she had been when Kate and I arrived. Her body remained here, but Mother herself was somewhere else. Kate and I looked at each other and I was pretty sure we wore the same expression: a mixture of 'what the hell is going on' and 'ah hell, shit is about to hit the fan', with a tinge of worry mixed in for good measure.

Mother sighed back to life, her body relaxing, and once she settled, a silver tray popped into existence a few feet above my plate. I scrambled to move my plate as it fell to the table with a thunk.

On the tray sat two pieces of metal, presumably cold iron, as the metal looked like the same metal my knives were made from. The iron pieces were rough hewn amulets, the familiar circle with an X crossing it. However an inverted triangle was laid over the top.

"These amulets purify the wearer of dark influence, such as Zalgo's and other beings like his father" Mother told us. Two tendrils appeared, looking like they'd been carved from ivory, and picked up the amulets. Mother handed one to me and the other to Kate, "Use them carefully, as I would have to reimbue them once used, they will only work once. If Zalgo raises Toby's dead from their eternal slumber, hold them down with all your might, and press the amulet over their heart. They will struggle, the amulet purifies by burning. Once the purification is complete, they will weak. But as Brian is, both dead and alive, but free of Zalgo's influence."

'Toby could have Millie back!' my mind exclaimed happily as I turned the amulet in my hand. It was just small enough that I could conceal it in my palm, and probably only Toby would know about it. Maybe I could get Millie back without telling Toby? Like a surprise? I needed to talk with Brian.

"But why give us two?" Kate asked, "Millie would be the best only member of his family that Toby would want back. He hated Frank, and Evelyn hurt him so badly with her words."

"I know that Tobias spends the majority of his time with Grace now. But before, you were Tobias' closest confidant amongst the proxies. If I could gift one to Jack without it purifying him, I would. Having a backup amulet will prove useful in the event that Grace and Tobias are seperated, or if one of the amulets is damaged, lost, or destroyed." I had a feeling that Mother had shed her serious expression and was smiling when she spoke again, "My girls, this war will be difficult. Katherine, you are ready for this, already war hardened and an expert in your craft. My certainty in you is limitless, both of you." Mother's attention shifted to me and she took my hands in hers, her tendrils retreating back under her robes. "Grace, I am certain that you are every bit as strong as Katherine. You just haven't witnessed it yet. My son, who you call 'Slendy' sees it." Two of her tendrils appeared just to make air quotes, then were gone again. Toby was right, Mother was funny, in her own way. "That's why he has decided to claim you as a proxy."

I gasped, I couldn't help it. Toby had said nothing about me being a proxy.

"Katherine, Elsie is about to sleep through her alarm. She will be late for class if you do not wake her. And Grace, Tobias is considering waking you by searching once again for a part of your body that is ticklish- "

"I see that this is a surprise to you, and that my son will certainly have words with me for ruining his surprise, but yes. Your training as proxy will, unfortunately, be a trial by fire as we all fight this war. But even more importantly, you will be strong for Tobias, and he can see it was well as I or either of my sons. I have known Tobias since he was aged seventeen and eleven months of your human years. Throughout the time he's been with us, his aura has reflected many things. The contentedness, joy, and security Tobias' aura reflects now are emotions I have never seen from him before. Your aura reflects the same." Mother's voice took on a little sadness, but I could still hear happiness too. A bittersweet tone, "I have felt what you are feeling now. The almost instant closeness and fierce love for one another? It is a soul bond, it cannot be undone." Mother's head cocked, she was listening.

My eyes snapped open, finally actually awake. Indeed, Toby was kneeling over me in his boxers, hands reaching for my ribcage on both sides. His eyes were wide in surprise at my sudden waking.

But I could feel the iron of the amulet pressing into the palm of my hand.

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