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Ticci Toby x Reader

((I honestly have no idea what this is, I wrote it ages ago and have since been needing to just throw it out there. ))

I lay in bed silently waiting for time to pass while staring aimlessly at my bedroom door. Though my body is tired, my mind isn’t. A continuous buzz of nothingness and yet everything all put together as one.

The light sound of tapping against the glass window draws me out of whatever I was thinking.

Not tonight, I can’t do this right now.

“ (y/n),” a muffled call causes me to stiffen, “open up.”

Not tonight Toby.

I can still feel his hand pressed tightly against my throat while I struggled underneath him. The purple and green markings prove a reminder of how he really is.

“Open up the window, (y/n).” I can feel the hot tears slowly fall, my body slightly shakes as I desperately suppress a sob.

His tone shows annoyance and displeasure as I continue to ignore him.

I’m sorry, I just can’t.

His hand makes sharp contact with my bedroom window, the glass shakes from the force.

My body shudders as all I can hear is now silence, knowing he’s trying to find another area to enter through. I get up slowly trying to be quiet.

He’s coming.

I can hear him now, the sound of the laundry door giving way causes me to grab the pocket flashlight quickly. As silently as I can unlock and open the window.

My bare feet hit the cold cement, the winter truly showing through. I begin to speed walk around the side of my house, silently praying he hasn’t just tricked me into running. If not, I beg he is distracted and hasn’t realised I’ve ran.

My skin ripples with goosebumps as I rush to unlock the side gate, forcing myself out and into the open of the street I run.

My feet burn as I run, the cold and jolted Road provide no comfort for my rushed pace. I can hear him, his movements quick and Predator like.

I choke out a sob as I make a turn down the foot path leading towards the park, praying that I make it there before he can get me.

I know he wants to scream at me, shout my name at the top of his lungs. But he can’t, he knows he can’t.

I know I shouldn’t do this, but I want to try and finish this. I shouldn’t have even let this continue. But I was selfish, we were both selfish.

Im so close, just a little further.

Please. I’m so close.

With every part of me I push through, I can practically feel him on my heel. His heavy steps echoing down the empty streets, I want to scream, I want to shout and yell at the top of my lungs! But I know if I do it will only make it worse, I won’t risk anyone else getting hurt.

As my feet hit the damp grass I feel my body crash with full force. My body held tightly by his as I try to struggle, I’m sorry Toby.

“I quit,” I whisper, defeated.

I can feel his body stiffen over my own. My chest continues to rise and fall erratically. I was surprised he could even hear me. I stop resisting him, my arms falling limp and weighted as I let it all out.

“I cant to this anymore, please!” I sob.

He turns my body over so I face him, pain and anger is all I can see through my own blurred vision.

“Don’t,” He cautioned, “stop talking, please!”

I shake my head as I continue.

“I don’t need you anymore,” I pause taking a deep breath. “You said to me, that if I ever wanted to leave no matter the circumstances I could give you this!” I raise my voice trying to prevent it from cracking.

I try to yank my hand away, to show the small flashlight. A gift he gave me a month after we met. I understand something so small and weird isn’t technically a romantic gesture but I always kept it close and prayed I never had to use it a against him.

His grip tightens on my wrists, as I finally hear it, a loud sob exits from him. The hot tears landing on my bare neck as his body shudders.

“You can’t,” he whispers, “please... don’t leave me.”

“You’ve given me no choice,” I continue on, “you’ve hurt me so many times emotionally and physically. I can only take so much.”

“I know,” he looks at me, this can’t be the eyes of a murderer, his once pale face shows red blotches as he continues to cry. “But I never meant it!”

I shake my head and look away.

“Please let me go.” i softly beg, causing Toby to shake his head is dismay.

“No, I’m not letting you go” he says yanking me into his chest and holding me tight.

I begin to struggle against him, but no avail I am left powerless. I wanted to hurt him like he hurt me. He needed to feel pain, and to extent he did but I am the one let to deal with it all.

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Hello! I’m Kage, you can call me K.T!

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Oh great and powerful fanfic guru please answer my humble plights,

IMAGINE creepypasta of your choice with a s/o who gets cold in like 70 degree weather so imagine when the snow starts to fall and cuddling on the couch under fluffy blankets cause it's cold!!!! >V<

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Omggg my first request, thank you so so much for this <33 i hope you have such a wonderful day, now onto the creepypasta fic >:)

Winter Summer

Ticci Toby x Reader

Lying in your freezing bed, you were crawled up into a ball with multiple layers of blankets on top of you, no matter how many layers you put on, it would still be freezing. Your speaker playing music in the background was just some white noise to you, shaking and sneezing under the covers, you heard a knock on your wooden door.

Too cold to move you let out a small ‘come in’ yet it was loud enough for the person on the other side of the door to hear, entering without hesitation was none other than your twitchy boy standing by the doorframe. “There you are! Cmon, get up, you didn’t even have breakfast nor lunch yet!” Toby said with a few stutters here and there, slipping his hands under your large amount of layers, he grabbed onto your hands and started to drag you out of your blankets. You were groaning from the coldness and from your lack of warmth from your blankets.

“Nooo, it’s too cold” You whined with your hands in his as he continued to drag you, half your body was on the ground whilst the other half was on your bed with your legs still under the covers. “You need to move, you’ve been in your room all day, besides, i’m bored and I missed you” he pouted, lifting you off from the ground and are now in his arms. “You saw me not even an hour ago Toby” You spoke up, freezing under his touch, as he carried you down the stairs to the kitchen, his body jerking and twitching more than normally, probably from the low weather, not that he knows, he can’t feel.

Releasing you from his grasp, you were found in the kitchen on a stool by the island. Resting your arms on the counter and laying your head, he placed a plate in front of you yet frowned from the sight of you, “you okay? You seem cold” he asked, stutters and all. You groaned in response, his frown deepening as he sighed, taking your arm and dragging you to the living room, you immediately sat on the couch and lied there in the cold. You hated this weather, you just wished it was summer all over again, the warm feeling of the sun on your skin, the leaves growing and the flowers dancing with the wind.

Meanwhile you hadn’t even noticed that toby left the room to get blankets and pillows, “I’m back!” His voice muffled, looking over to your boyfriend, his arms were filled with fluffy blankets and pillows, placing them on the ground he smiled at you, taking off his sweater, he handed it to you with pink cheeks. You smiled at his kind gesture and took it in your hands, slipping it on your body. It somewhat helped your body warmth knowing it was his as you felt butterflies in your stomach.

“You lay down, while i make a small blanket fort for us, then we can watch a movie!” Toby exclaimed, while his arm jerked up, i smiled at him and nodded in response as he started to build the said fort, grabbing a few chairs as the walls, making a roof, and even using a pillow as a ‘door’.

Toby crawled into the fort and saw you in the same position, waiting patiently for your lovers touch. Seeing your body still quivering from the cold, he immediately crawled towards you ,due to the low roof of the fort. Slithering next to you on the couch, he placed the extra blankets on top of you both as he cuddled and stuffed his head into your chest, the warmth of his body on top of your cold one instantly heats you up, reminding you of summer relaxation, just you both lying there with peace. Toby loves to hear your heartbeat no matter what, it calms him down on so many levels, and the touch of toby in your arms never fails to give you beautiful and fluttering butterflies.

Feeling his hands around your torso while yours in his dark brown fluffy hair is enough to put you to sleep.

Just you two, on the couch, in the living room.

Until Jeff thought it was a good idea to throw ben on the roof of the fort.

Thank you!! <3

-K.T

A/n: im sorry if this isn’t really what youre hoping for, but i hope you had fun reading!!

Kay guys its spookie season, yknow what that means 😍

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