Hi Guys I Unfortunately Got Hit By A Truck So Im Going To Be (rightfully So) Procrastinating And Slacking

Hi guys I unfortunately got hit by a truck so Im going to be (rightfully so) procrastinating and slacking on writing the AU ☹️ Please wish me well in my recovery of getting hit by a really big truck and wish me lots of rest and no writing thank you

Genuinely beautifully written OP

Do you have any headcanons of Lyra and Toby’s relationship?

this has been in my inbox for like over a week by now because this is a big task in my head. i will focus more on the family itself, but obviously the siblings r there.

ROGERS FAMILY HCS UNDER THE CUT... tw for abuse and addiction, of course

ok. WE'RE GETTING PERSONAL HERE. im the eldest daughter of 3 so the way in which i project into older siblings is insane. ive also had an addict father(no where near like frank though let me clarify) so in general . . the story.. makes me feel very...... basically their relationship is very personal to me.

lyra is about 2-3 years older than toby.

frank's dad was in the vietnam war, his grandparents were in wwii, his grandparents in wwi, etc. so he went into military service right after marrying connie. for a long while, he was SUPER military strict. those kids were up, made their bed, and down for chores by 6am everyday. he made them do military time rather than civilian time. he was incredibly traditional, expected a perfectly clean household, a polite soft daughter, a strong bold son, perfect wife. he wanted the 1950s nuclear family model. so toby and lyra grew up in a very clean, strict, traditional household.

in my au, frank wasnt outright abusive until the kids were around 8-11. it was after he developed his addictions and lost his job. the kids really didnt understand what was changing at first, and legitimately were like 'omg dad isnt making us wake up at 5am everyday..... this is so cool'.

theyd start having sleepovers in eachothers room, slacking a bit on chores, going to sleep late, sleeping in. toby didnt develop his tourettes until he was around 7, so lyra and toby would walk home from their elementary school together. sometimes, theyd walk another friend home first, stop at convenience stores to get candy, pet a cat, etc. frank didnt say a thing for the first few months, just drunken grumbles along connies worried 'WHERE HAVE U BEEN'. if they weren't walking around the area, they were in the backyard playing soccer.

eventually the abuse began, and all of those little freedoms were quickly stripped from the kids.

toby developing tourrettes around this time was a painful coincidence, because not only did he experience abuse at home, but awful bullying at school. he was promptly pulled out after completing 3rd grade. he was only 8.

lyra would practically run home from school everyday, as fast as a 12 year old girl with a backpack could manage, just because she spent all 7 hours in school worrying about toby at home. connie had to start working to pay bills, so..

when toby was around 11 and lyra was around 13, toby started kinda just. being more distant. he was kind of a dick to lyra for a period of time, half because of everything he was going through, half because puberty is rough. his room started getting messy, lyra had to start picking up chores he was slacking on , etc. lyra isnt perfect and began to resent toby for this, and eventually, the two were kinda at eachothers throats for like 6 months. which isnt a lot, but for kids, its an eternity.

when franks abuse evolved from ''just'' verbal abuse, to shoves, to slaps, to full on beatings, toby started egging frank on. just to get him off of lyra and connie. obviously he couldnt feel it, and while it sure took a fucking mental toll, it was so much easier to just wait it out rather than listen to the girls cry.

lyra didnt even realize toby was doing this for a while, she just thought it was all part of him going through his little hormonal asshole phase, until one day frank made a fucked up comment about 'youre lucky that boy is always causing trouble. was supposed to be you'. then it kinda clicked and she very quickly tried to fix their relationship back to what it was.

frank eventually scared connie so badly that there'd be periods of time where she'd take the kids in the middle of the night, and run off to either her parents place, or even a random hotel in another city. she'd use cash, force the kids to keep their phones at home, leave literally everything behind and often make the kids pick out new toothbrushes at a random walmart. etc. it would only last a few days each time, and lyra fought so hard to stay strong while her mom cried and toby closed himself off.

she'd try to get toby to come to the hotel pools with her, try to get him to watch tv with her, try to get him to just fucking talk to her. he was often catatonic during these little runaways, once the confusion adrenaline and fear wore off

it wasnt until they went around a month without seeing their father, and frank had some weird fucking. 'those are MY kids too' thing and went to connie's parents house while all the adults were out, and forced the kids back home. this was the first time lyra was full on sobbing and begging and pleading in years. that was what shifted something in toby, too.

now tobys 13, lyras 15, and theyre on better footing. theyre starting to understand eachother. tobys back on keeping up with chores, knowing that either him lyra or connie was going to get beat if they were missed. sometimes he'd just silently come into lyras room and lay down and watch tv with her. they'd talk about books, about school, their trust was built right back up and toby ended up being the first to know about lyras school drama, gossip, boys, etc.

toby wasn't really socialized properly, since he's been homeschooled for 6 years by now. all the time, he'd hear lyras stories, and wish he could go to school. his mom would be horrified anytime toby asked, because all she could remember was her sweet boy coming home and crying into her arms after a day of being mocked and pushed around by peers.

so he began to live through lyra, in a sense ? he almost became a diary for lyra, and he kinda loved it. she was like a sitcom to him.

frank wasnt a good father by any means during this period, he was still awful, but he wasn't constantly looking for trouble. the kids kept to themselves, connie did everything she was expected to, he didnt give a shit about their grades or social lives. he couldn't even recgonize when lyra was coming home late.

lyra got her license the second she turned 16. the house had two cars, and its not like frank was ever going anywhere, so she was always going everywhere. she adored the freedom, and took toby wherever he'd let her. he only really left the house if he was going grocery shopping with his mom or something, so it was kinda weird now that he was just. going to malls. going to restaurants. going to parks. just Hanging Out. every now and again he'd stick around when Lyra was with her friends, but he didn't like them so it was rare.

sometimes theyd just drive together for a long time. at night, she was the one to take him to every hospital visit, she even got him to volunteer at a pet shelter she worked at for a bit. 3 years and they become so close again, and lyra is tobys best friend. she's his entire world because who else does he have ? he loves his mom, but she's married to the man he hates more than anything

toby was 16 and lyra was 18 when frank strangled toby till he passed out. thats finally when connie kicked frank out, forcing frank to go live on his moms couch. lyra was mortified and started spending an absurd amount of time with toby. she took online community college courses just so she could spend even more time with toby, and it didnt hurt to do so since frank wasnt there anymore. things were getting better for the family, frank was gone, lyra was in college, connie was working, toby was volunteering at shelters and even had a few acquaintances he'd talk to now and again.

lyra picked toby up from the shelter he volunteered at when the accident happened.

lyra and connie had matching silver necklaces with a circle pendant that had their initials. toby didnt cuz frank would get pissed if toby tried wearing jewelry, but when lyra died, toby immediately clung to it. he wears it religiously. the only time he takes it off is if he knows he's going to kill someone that day. otherwise, its always on him.

lyra died and was buried in colorado. toby lives in alabama now. so he really doesnt visit her grave often. only on her birthday, he'll scramble together some money and get brian, tim, and kate to agree to cover his uh. 'shifts' with slenderman, and take a few loooonnnggg train rides over to colorado.

he'll leave two bouquets of flowers. one for lyra, one for connie.

connie just feels in her heart that its toby. she has no reason to believe it, they've never bumped into eachother (toby's visiting at like 2am and falls asleep near the grave for a few hours), but she knows nobody else whos visiting lyras grave and leaving two sets of the same flowers.

toby and lyras childhood home was put on sale shortly after it was reconstructed from the fire, and connie moved in with her sister. lyras bedroom door was the only one that was shut and left unscathed after the fire (legitimately keep your doors shut if you ever have a housefire it can save entire bedrooms and even lives). the rest of the house was ruined, but not lyras room. connie kept every single one of her belongings, but she's put some photos out on the grave. tobys taken them, and connie believes it was him. again, she has no reason to believe it other than the flowers and 'why would someone take a photo of my dead daughter.'

anyway hi. in tears. i love them. sorry. i just retell their story over and over and get sad everytime

POLICE REPORT UPDATE .

May 5th, 2003. IMPORTANT UPDATE.

Tabitha Jefferson (aged 24, pictured left) and Millie Houghton (aged 17, pictured right), have both been found mutilated with the corners of their mouths slit. Authorities have reason to believe the two are not connected, but both fell victim to the same killer.

It is currently believed that the suspect first met Houghton in a bar which she got into by using a fake ID, and the two went to a motel for the night. The suspect held her captive for 37 hours where he tortured her before strangling her to death. The slits on her mouth were done pre-mortem. Her body was discovered and reported to police by motel staff on the morning of March 31st.

The suspect later met Jefferson, paying her for prostitution and brought her to a secondary location where he beat, tortured, and stabbed her to death. Her mouth was slit post-mortem. Her body was found by a civilian near the local station on May 22nd.

If you have any information on the suspect or the victims, please call our tip line +1(602)644-5805

Brian is a military geek and a fucking nerd for cryptology. Like this mf knows morse code by heart and is the most cryptic fucker ever when it comes to leaving random ass codes around. He seems like one of those guys who’d get bored and make a huge internet goose chase for people to solve codes and whatnot

Ill do this too

“And like clockwork, it all happened again.”

Just gonna tag May @itsjsmay

Last Line Tag

Original thread ~

RULES: share the last line you wrote for your WIP, and then tag as many people as there are words. ...

Apart from a few bandages wrapped around his forearms, his body lay unusually bare; an apparition of ghostly pale skin.

(Guess who ^^)

Tagging: (I've got to annoy 20 people now? Fuuuck. Note to self: edit out these stupidly long, run on sentences). @this-is-krikkit @wanderlustqueen-writes @sixpennydame @littlerequiem @leviismybby @romantichomicide95 @nuri148 @wyvernslovecake @fanmoose12 @moogleterra @mstwnttd @yokohamapound @dreamingon-forever @hangeslefteye @nube55 @giuliadrawsstuff

Help, I have no friends so I'm having to bother the people who have already done this! Thanks for the tag @youre-ackermine @humanitys-strongest-bamf - you're it now! And I'm sure you guys don't mind sharing another line? @roseofdarknessblog @the-milk-anon

I dont like this one very much, I had so many things I wanted to add but I didnt want his intro to be super long. Anyways enjoy regardless :] Chapter 2 is a go

FOREST FIRE .

CW: Abuse, violence

Tobias Rogers was not a good person by any means. A problem child from birth, he would prove to be too much for his mother, Connie Rogers, to handle. She never knew what to do with him. On the other hand, his father, Dan Rogers, was only fuel for the forest fire the boy would become.

For years Toby and his elder sister, Lyra, would fall victim to brutality and instability at the hands of their father who would begin to lose himself to alcohol. The violence that the boy witnessed enveloped his developing brain as he only began to do what he saw, oftentimes throwing aggressive temper tantrums. These fits would cause a tense relationship between him and his sister in their early childhood.

With Lyra being the eldest, Connie had far more expectations for her daughter unlike with her son. This led to Lyra growing out of her conduct issues, and Toby growing into them. While his sister matured and became a decent girl with friends and good grades, Toby would on the other hand fall victim to his fathers image. With his father being a strict man who desired complete control over his family, Toby and Dan often clashed. And the two men had bullets in their teeth, creating a battlefield of a home. The dignity being brutally stripped from Toby only led to him attempting to compensate.

He would repeatedly be pulled out of public school due to continuous fights with the other kids, who would ruthlessly bully the boy due to his strange tics and demeanour. Being unsocialized and isolated, Toby found himself intruding on others boundaries, or rather not having a care for them in the first place. He did and said whatever he wanted, if anybody tried to tell him what to do, they would immediately be struck down. Nobody but himself was in control of his life, and in his life he was in power.

Toby was a callous, vulgar, and loud-mouthed boy who had a sadistic streak. He never fit in anywhere, his wild eyes and unkempt appearance made him stick out like a sore, eerie thumb. The other kids his age would pick up that he wasn’t quite like them, he was antisocial and strange. He had a dark sense of humour and would make morbid jokes, even laughing at others pain. And his macabre fascination with death and destruction was the cherry on top for Toby’s bad reputation.

Obnoxious as he was, Toby had a way of making his way in the world. The boy was crafty and eccentric, blazing through life and leaving behind nothing but char everywhere that he went. The fire within him would carry on throughout his life, never expiring, even when he was brought to his knees.